" you said.Open up, for now, let us see how it fits in your mouth. You looked over at me, straight in my eyes, when you took him in your mouth. I look...d back, realised my mouth was half open, and my dick, well, it screamed to "join the party".Again I got confused. I should be disgusted, but somehow I was not. And I wondered what next.While you sucked the elder one, the "younger one", got undressed to. The scene was disturbing, you, my 40 year old, beautiful wife, on your knees, surrounded by to. After a week i got an email unlike any other " you are just a filthy fucking whore" was all it said i looked at the profile and went weak at the knees his profile picture was one of the biggest cocks ive ever seen 8 inches uncut and thick enough to make me wince but after all those lovely messages this one irked me.I responded probably far more flirty than i meant to saying that i was a lady and should be treated as such! his response was simple "come and suck my cock you whore"I dont know why. Her tits swung free and he played with them. He tweaked each nipple and sucked each one in turn. As they didn’t have long while he did this he hooked his fingers in her elasticated skirt and pulled it down taking her knickers as he went. She had a full bush, it was the eighties, and while he sucked on her tits his hand rubbed her cunt. He spread her lips and flicked at her clitoris, all the while sucking heartily on her tits. He rubbed hard and could feel the tension in her body build. He. His fingers were tracing little circles on the inside of it. The man on my right, Peter, now slipped his arm around my neck. I settled back a little in the large soft seat, enjoying John's fingers touching my leg.He then leaned over and kissed my cheek. I turned a little so that our lips could meet. His tongue pushed into my mouth. I felt John's hand touch my breast, cupping it within the tight dress. John's hand meanwhile was slowly moving up my leg, drawing patterns as it made it's way.