I finished up and straightened her all out again. Her boobs were right there under those PJs, and it was really tempting. Just in case she could hear,...I told her about it, and that I was resisting. Instead I went and got her brush and brushed her hair. That didn't work very well. I wondered if it was okay to sit her up. I'd never seen anybody do that. I figured out why when I tried to get her to sit up. She was as limp as a wet dishrag, and tended to slump sideways like she was made of warm. As Jan continues to fuck me, my mouth was around Nick's cock and sucking on it like a child drinking from a baby bottle. I could see he was in total bliss and kept saying, "Yes honey suck on it like that." As I sucked, my tongue would lick the underside of his cock and he was moaning, I could feel that he was going to cum, and it seem like he was going to pull it out, but I wouldn't let loose of his cock, grab him around his ass, and let him know I wanted his cum. This is the first time that I. ‘He must be on his way, huh?’ She felt her pulse racing in anticipation and her vaginal walls starting to lubricate in preparation. Steven was looking away from his wife’s scrutiny trying to hide all of the contradictory emotions swirling around and through his mind and body. ‘He should be here, I don’t know,’ he glanced at his watch, ‘maybe thirty minutes.’ He turned back towards his panty-clad pregnant wife. ‘Listen, I think you should get dressed, honey.’ She looked at him like he had lost. Then he asked if I would come out to his truck for a while so we could be alone. I sure wanted to go with him, so I followed him out. In his truck, he stripped off his clothes and let me tongue bathe him. He had a really hairy body and was very masculine, yet he was clearly used to gay sex like this! He kept encouraging me and telling me what to do to him, how good I was making him feel, and what to do next. While he was authoritative, it was not f***eful, and I was eager to please him. He had.