I moved my free hand down her thighs and ran the tip of a finger through her hot, wet cunt lips, causing her to grip my cock even tighter.I knew that ... wasn't going to last long as Hazel worked her hand up and down my shaft so I rolled on top of her and positioned the tip of my cock against her dripping cunt-lips. I got up onto my knees and looked down between our bodies, at my knob pressed against the entrance to her love tunnel. I watched as I pushed my hips forwards, slowly easing my cock. “No! And I keep askinghim when I can come over – but he blows me off.”She made me laugh, “I think you have that wrong, hewants you to blow him!”They both laughed. “So is my stud with you?” She walkedup, trying to peek over the fence. I think she noticedthat I was topless.She knew better, but I still told her, “No, my hubby iswith me. My stud has the night off.”“You are so bad, girl.”I grabbed my husband’s hair. “Stand. "Okay, it`s your business, but can I ask why?" "Because we both get a great deal of pleasure from it. Now no more questions." His hands had worked down past the small of my back, and were now massaging my arse cheeks, circular motions, intentionally causing my crack to open. He in a near whisper exclaimed, "I could never hurt you like that, but I gotta say, seeing you all marked up like this, well it`s got me horny." I turned slightly, and saw he had a hardon, he was by now kneeling astride my. She forms a ring ring around my cock with just her thumb and forefinger, and very, very slowly pulls back my foreskin hard, until the head of my cock starts to engorge with bl**d and turn purple. Then very, very slowly, keeping up her firm grip she moves up and down my shaft. The sensation is unbelievable. Its like nothing I have ever experienced before. I start to shake, desperate for her to go faster, but she keeps up the same slow, regular rhythm, all the time talking to me. I really am.