She looks down once more, not bothering now to make it a quick glance. It is unashamed, she is staring at my solid prick, which responds, which encour...ges her to continue looking by regaining its temporary loss of length, girth, hardness. I look down again, trying to resist the desire, the nearly overwhelming urge to grip it, to pull back my foreskin, expose myself totally to her, for her, let her see my dark red taut and tremulous glans, and then pull it back, then back. I look up, to resist. She asked me “do you think you are ready touch it?” I nodded and reached down and felt the soft wet warmth of her pussy for the first time. She told me about her womanhood were and she jumped a little when I played with her clit and started to moan with my touches. I invaded my mother with my fingers and soon felt her juices flowing. She encouraged me to suck on her breasts. I took her left nipple into my mouth and suckled it as if I was a baby again and I could hear the moans of pleasure my. He looked happy to be in tow by the gorgeous redhead.I took a dip in the pool, and as I came out, Janet flowed into my arms with a warm hug and kiss, not caring that I was wet. It was a warm night. Janet was Troy’s wife – a man who had what he thought was a simple one-night stand with Elsa, Cindy, and his best friend, but since then had turned his wife into an appreciative sex kitten who could never get enough and who had declared herself as a hot wife that needed to be shared. I liked to share. I lean forward and whisper, I think the young man requires your attention.With only a moment’s hesitation, she moves her hand to his groin and begins to massage his cock through his tight black pants. Visibly swelling, I’m tempted to tell her to unzip him and do what comes naturally to her - how I would love to see this young man’s cum trickling from her mouth - but it’s too soon. He will have to wait. He was, however, correct; the scallops were excellent. And the accompanying wine helped relax.