I continued with a few slow, short strokes to work out the last few drops of cum and then she reached in the window with her left hand and grabbed my ...till hard dick. I could see her wedding ring and I watched as she worked out the last drops herself with 5-10 long, slow, gentle strokes. I was very slippery now that my cum and lube were mixed together down the length of my shaft and began running down my balls. Then, after her own hand was completely coated in my lube and jizz, she stuck her. He kept looking at me for a reaction, but I just stared straight ahead, with my mind reeling about what might happen. It didn't take long to find out, either. He reached over, and took hold of my hand and slowly guided it toward his crotch. I felt like I was on a fast roller coaster, and I kept staring straight ahead….allowing my hand to be moved until it finally found its way into his lap. He squeezed my hand around his cock, and I could feel the enormous girth and length. I couldn't pull. But for some reason I wasn't ready to come yet. I had him roll over so I could get a look at his ass. I gave it a good spit and quickly stuck a finger in it, man was it tight. He said it had been years since a guy had been in there and I believed him. After a minute or two of fingering he laid down flat on his stomach, I proceeded and started kissing his neck. Some how I uttered the words, "want me to fuck you". "Yes daddy, fuck me good" was his reply. So seemingly on command, I aimed the head. This and the sight of Vanessa undressing just across the room was more than enough to raise the pollen in no uncertain way. Vanessa did not ‘do a strip’, she simply took off her clothes one by one, slowly, smoothly and matter of factly, folding each garment neatly and laying it out. The very absence of an obvious intention to excite served to increase my excitement many-fold! She undid the buttons of her white blouse one by one with great deliberateness, slipped it off her shoulders and turned.