She got it further down her throat than she had ever had it before. That, and the thought of Sue, had me coming quickly and I shot in her mouth. She u...ually didn’t let me to do that, but retained most of it and let the last of the load splat over her face. I played golf the next morning but my mind was not on it. Visions of Sue kept dancing in front of me. I went home, took a shower, dressed casually and waited for Sue like a teenager waiting for his first date. Thoughts of her sweet body and. “Of course I have,” he lamely shrugs. “But that’s different.” “Why?” “She’s my wife,” he answered. “And do you like watching her,” I ask. “Of course I do.” “So what’s the difference?” Hearing the question he looked into my eyes, gave the broad smile of a small boy and answered somewhat reluctantly. “It’s a sex game we now play,” he grinned with his eyes closed. “Because while watching her play with herself; I’m instructed to stand by the side, of the bed, and masturbate until shooting my load. We double-teamed him last night, and the poor lad is almost running scared!" I'm not surprised. Speaking of which, where on earth did you get that idea for the 'Three J's' last night? It was incredible! Sheila was so excited she almost wet her pants!" Yes, Adrian said that he very nearly came in his underpants! Oh, it just seemed a good story, and I thought that if we had to sing for our supper, we might as well have some fun!" It was more than fun, darling, it was incredible! I love you so. Slamming into such an act would not be at all romantic or sensual. It would violate that pedestal you stand on. It would tear it down. I, of all people, should not be the one that does it. I should be the one to stop anyone from doing it.I slide my body near you, a mere two feet apart. I feel almost as if I’m slithering toward you, planning the right time and the natural action I already have drilled into my plan. I slide against you, my cock is half way erect now. I am preparing myself.