When we got married, my husband wanted me to get to know his friends. They are a tight-knit group of 6 guys who have known each other for years, of wh...ch my husband is the only married one. My husband loved showing me off to his friends and requested that I show off my body in little skirts, tiny dresses and low-cut tops. I had no problem doing this. I am super comfortable with my body and regularly wear skirts and dresses, so I was happy to do this. It also didn’t bother me that I was the only. I little longer and thicker than a soda can. I loved it, and I stroked it at first smiling at him and then I went down and sucked his fat cock. My mouth was as wide open as it could get and I just barely could get it in my mouth. He moaned and yelled, "get it down!" He then pushed the back of my head down and rammed his cock in my throat I coughed and gagged and drooled but he didn't care. I wasn't expecting that but it turned me on more. I sucked him till we got to his home. He said, "get your. I’m going to make this one come, she told herself. When he comes, then I’ll be free to concentrate on my own gratification. Besides, feeling the wet, warm goo slide into her mouth and down her throat would help that process. She would be in charge, she thought, the power-broker. Watch me make you come, her mind signaled to the man whose cock she was tonguing and sucking. She looked into his eyes and smiled as much as she could with her mouth full of his meat. A particular sensation below zoomed. ” I handed him her note. “Don’t worry about the dropping the book or pen parts. I’ll tell you about that later.” Paul read the note, looked up at me and said, “Hell yeah bro. That’s awesome! Too bad I’m going home for the weekend or I would have you tell me all about it when you get back. I guess I’ll have to wait ‘til Sunday night. It’s my mom’s birthday, so my dad is throwing her a big birthday party all weekend long. I’d invite you, but you got better plans.” “I don’t.