I heard him gasp out loud as I began to suck on his balls, his hands started running through my hair. I heard him moaning and his cock throbbed in my ...outh. I stopped for a while.I wanted his beautiful cock in my motherly cunt again.I put my legs on his shoulders. I was hot, wet, and horny for my new husband. His hands held me by my ass and he pushed his meat into my pussy I closed my eyes and and began to hump my son, tasting his meat with my cunt.He reached my heaving breasts, he moulded them. The volume of her nipples expanding as they react to an ever appreciative glance, whilst waiting in anticipation to the lips and warmth of the attention that they are about to receive.It was only then, once he had experienced the power that a woman can have on a hot blooded male and the obvious sexuality the she naturally possesses could he dare be brave enough to suggest his most inner sexual desires.As it happened on one occasion when they were both sexually charged he did gently persuade her. Our friends were still there and they, us, and the hosts began drinking some of the left-over booze. We all agreed it had been a good party and the subject got round to which of the guests had done something they would be regretting today. I reminded my friend in a joking way of his attempts to feel my wife's breasts and his complaint when she refused. Both he and my wife looked embarrassed.On the way home my wife and I spoke about my friend’s embarrassment at the mention of his attempted. I used a couple of fingers to ensure that Becky's ass was perfectly clean, outside and in. Also, knowing how sensitive a woman's genitals are to soap, I made sure to lick any soapy residue off of Becky. She reciprocated by rinsing my cock off with her mouth. We both left the shower suitably horny.When we had dried off, Becky took out a tube with a nozzle on it. "What is that?" I asked."Lubricant, sir," Becky replied. "The shower was fun, but probably dried me out. I want to make sure that I am.