"She pulled my trousers and boxers down and stroked my balls, then slid a damp finger into my arse. I jumped and she giggled. "Oooh, you like that," s...e said and leaned forward, sucking the head of my cock into her mouth.She wrapped her fingers around the shaft and began to wank me, sucking me harder and harder, concentrating on the head. I felt her tongue swirl around my japs eye, watched her hands move - one on my cock, the other slipping down to rub my balls."Let me lick your cunt," I. Your husband didn't object to sharing a little bit of you because in return, you were a little more provocative with him, you were a little more of a tease, you were just that much more sensual, just that much more his perfect seductress, his perfect mate.Your husband let you flirt, to write whatever you wanted, be as outrageous as you wished. Sometimes you shared your messages with him, but he never insisted, letting you choose what to share, what to keep your own. Before the two of you. ... it didn't work for the deaf bastard did it? why should I learn it.. Santiago protested.I sigh. "because... let's see" thought for a moment, I speak slowly, "maybe because your mother wants you to... and you know, you could make her really happy?" I shrug, "or because she has the signature on the credit card." I add like an afterthought, knowing it's one of the few things you get conscious about.That got Santiago quiet. I shift awkwardly and look away. Busying myself with notes I placed on. Moans turned into groans, then gasps as my wife rode him hard and the excitement echoed around the room. The newest visitor was watching eagerly and had already started to play with himself under his towel. We both watched the figures hard cock slide quickly into my wife and reappeared glistening, she was enjoying her fuck so much.The man beside me was in his mid 40's and looked after himself. He slowly rose and moved closer to the action, edging his way along the wall and finally settling.