.. please suck ... my ... my..." he couldn't bring himself to say the words.Heather watched him, his eyes filled with pleading lust. She looked him up...and down. He was a commanding figure, well muscled, huge cock. But this shyness just wouldn't do. "I'll do anything you want Gregg. But you need to tell me." Her hand still slid up and down the shaft. "I am yours. I'll suck your cock, I'll let you fuck me day and night in every position possible. I'll even do things you never even thought of .... One of them asks whether he can put his cock in her mouth instead of using his hand to keep it hard. I nod but remind him that he cannot cum until later. He readily agrees and seconds later my wife's mouth is filled with a long cock, pumping in and out.I stand watching the line of men working their way through my wife's body. More than 45 minutes later, and 20 almost non-stop orgasms later, I call a stop to the pleasuring of my wife. She lies on the massage table, limp, exhausted by the number. I so admire him, the way that he takes her.‘I adoooore you’ she moans, grunting into the pillow folded beside my hip.‘Sweet butt bitch, gonna fill your cunt then you gonna wipe your slimey over the dudes wet wipe face.’ he growls the words.‘Give it me, PLEASE give it me!’ she begs.There, his balls jolt. I kiss them as they spasm. I kiss them as they knot and I know it, my own caged cock is screwing itself like a worm in a hole and trying to spray its own pathetic dribble.‘Oh god, oh god, thank. She couldn't risk losing him. She'd show him that she was better than that little slut next door! She lifted her arms around Johnson and held him tightly, pressing her lips against his, opening them slightly. She ran her arms along the rippling muscles of his back, finally resting her hands on the rock-hard slope of his ass, increasing the pressure between them.Johnson felt her pull him to her and felt her lips part. He was sure his hard-on was going to tear through his cut-offs. Was his every.