Apparently, I did what I was aiming for, because she began to writhe her hips and moan with delight. I had pulled almost all the way out, but I stoppe... when I felt the grip of her muscle ring grab hold of my cock just behind the head. I am sure it was unconscious, but Helen was holding me so that I could not come unplugged. I considered that a damned gracious compliment!Now I was ready for the main attraction of the show that I was putting on for my new wife. I began to move in long slow. He had been dreaming about sex again, and his f******n year old cock was painfully erect. Idly, he listened for sounds in the house as he reached beneath the blanket covering him to stroke his bulge. The house was quiet, though Jason could tell it was already late in the morning. If he had been home, his mother would have dragged him out of bed already, whether it was Sunday or not. But not Dad. He and his new wife, Iris, had been out drinking late last night. He had pretended to be. The sun was hot, the sky blue, and I was extremely aroused. I leaned my head against the shower wall and closed my eyes. The steam wafted up around me in a haze as I climbed from the shower and softly padded my body with the lush terrycloth towel. Checking myself in the mirror I took the extra time to fix myself perfectly; eyebrows plucked, shiny nose scrubbed then powdered, hair just right. Feeling a little wicked I even rouged my nipples just a bit. Today was the annual town 4th of July. "So why were you looking for me?" I asked him. The only answer I get is a hand in my hair as he lowers me to my knees. I hear his zipper jingle and his pants sag. I look and am a little surprised by his length but he doesn't give me much time to consider it. His hand is still in my hair and he pushes my face towards him. "Wait one second!" I say. I look up at him and I kiss the tip finishing my dare. Then I open my mouth. He thrusts in and immediately I start gagging. There is no building up.