.I started stroking the cock. I could hear him moaning and soon he knocked on the wall...I didn't know at that time what that meant and I kept sucking......suddenly I felt 3 long hard sprays of cum fill my mouth. I swallowed every drop! I found out later the wall knocking is a courtesy to let you know they are going to cum.In quick succession I gave two more blow jobs again swallowing every drop of their cum...as fast as a man would leave another replaced him. Both of these cocks were average in. My wife wasted no time drinking that drink and I could tell that she was getting fucked up that I had to try and cut her off when those guys got her another drink. she had 1 with her dinner, then another one when we got to the bar, then those guys got us drinks, then got her 3 more plus this one. She was getting wasted so like I said I tried cutting her off.We both got loud and some guy working their came over and told me to leave.I tried to get my wife to go too buy she wanted to stay so I had. So, Rebecca had some troubles with her laptop. And although I was not eager to go somewhere again, I haven't seen Rebecca for several weeks at that time. And as I said earlier, we've always got along well. But maybe it was a mistake to go to Rebecca with my libido over the edge…I knocked; aunt Rebecca opened the door. She was wearing a light blue blouse and tight jeans.“Oh hi, I was just waiting for you.”We hugged; I felt a light floral scent of her perfume. Her breasts pressed up against me.. His jaw dropped as he moved his head up and down, tracing the outline of his mother's body. His friends had always k**ded him about her. "What a fox!" they used to say. Now he realized just how true those words were! She was dressed exactly like Mrs. Holmes and she strutted toward him, stopping only briefly to lash out at her husband's cock with a crop. "Would you like to see me smoke, Stephen?" she offered, brushing her hand lightly against his throbbing member. "Yes, Mom, yes!" he replied.