A beaming smile, a curvy figure nicely packaged in fashionable business clothes, and mid-back length rich brown hair with a touch of a perm sealed the...deal. A whirlwind romance later, they became Mr. and Mrs. Seven years later, they were mutually rewarded by their firms with an all expenses paid trip to one of the most important trade conventions in their industry. After seven years, they had long since exhausted every conceivable sexual variation, and their romantic life was showing signs of. “Well said! We have a thirty minute drive to the Club. During that time, you will jerk us off, and it better get at least one of us off, or else! So get started bitch!” said Dread.“Great,” thought Emma! Time to get to work!” Emma moved over so she was sitting between the two men. To save time, Dread and Pete had opened there trousers exposing their heavy black cocks to her gaze.Emma reached for their cocks, grasped them both and slowly began stroking them! Emma liked how her tiny hands looked. They were tightly closed, but lush and thick. She had surprisingly little pubic hair, but it was dark and fluffy.Her feet seemed glued to the floor as, somehow, she rose back up, her stomach muscles tightening. She turned around, and with her back to him, bent over, showing him her pussy from the back, this time. Her pussy lips looked delicious, like dried apricots, waiting to be eaten. She walked her hands between her widely spread legs, until her head was behind her calves, and she was. "Extremely happy at hearing that, I remarked, "That proves that I can excite you without even touching you, Honey," then, pulling her towards me, I whispered, "What colour of knickers are you wearing?"Blushing a bit, Lori smiled as she replied, "Light blue, Adam, I'm wearing light blue knickers," then, looking at me with a lovely contented smile of her face, she added, "I think I'd better tell you that I always wear cotton knickers as I simply hate thongs and g-strings."As I heard that, I.