She squealed in horror, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. She tried to pull away from him but he just held on to her ankles tighter chuckling at ...er discomfort. Thank goodness she’d just had a bath. That was the last coherent thought she had in a while. He began to brush his lips torturously slowly along her inner thigh. He slowly worked his way up until he reached her ankle and then her toes. She squirmed, the sensations he was causing were almost unbearably ticklish but so delicious. He. .Alanna appeared happy and enthused about where we were. I suppose she was excited about all the possibilities this week could bring us. I confess I too was feeling a bit like a ‘kid in a candy shop’ but it was balanced by the dreaded possibility that this could be a terrible mistake with huge ramifications for our family.“Drink....yes definitely!” I said...I needed alcohol to steady my nerves and wash away the doubt plaguing my mind!I called for a waiter and 4 of them from different areas. Wait, Milloy had just said, “Stop sucking on my cock…” What? Her face did have a strange hungry look to it. She was sucking on his cock! That was the slurping noises I heard. Mark thought all of this.Emily looked at her husband. She felt strange emotions that she couldn’t place. This was the man she loved. And her pussy was needing cock so bad. Maybe Milloy would now let her husband fuck her? She was breathing fast and her perfect 38c’s shook and jiggled.Mark was feeling anger rise,. Tom looked, he looked me in the eye, nodded approvingly,and smiled. I was enjoying it all. I liked seeing myhusband mad and nothing he can do about it. I liked theguys trying to look and trying not to get caught, and Iwas really enjoying this good looking, confident man’sattention. I was on my second beer. My husband was trying to avoidlooking at me. Pretending he was ignoring me. Tom,looked at my legs and then my eyes and nodded his headupward. Really? He wanted me to show more leg? What.