I was wanking my own cock the best i could but i was mainly focusing on the matter at hand and he was moaning “yess” and “fuck that feels good, ...ont stop” so i carried on sucking harder and faster as i wanted his ‘big 5 day load’ he had promised me. After about 5 mins of sucking his cock i heard his hand slap onto my desk and spotted out the corner of my eye him gripping on to dear life he moaned out he was going to cum and dont stop, i didnt need telling not to stop, i was getting that load.. By ten the little pub was full, and we slipped away. ‘Mother’ taking her sons arm and guiding him to the room across the wet car park, the couple of pints it seems having assisted in easing his mental processes… I surely hoped so. I opened the door and we were soon in the warm dry room, his eyes taking in the whole room in a sweep. Coats, damp from the walk across the car park were hung up, and Tina put on the kettle for coffee. He sat on the sofa, I went to the toilet, and Tina, served. . emotionally and physically! I could easily tell that my wife's orgasm was close now. Her little whimpers were a dead give-a-way."Do it NOW!" my wife yelled "Lick her ass... stick your tongue inside of that nasty ass!"With that anticipated direction, I leaned my body forward and my nose went right between her tight, hot cheeks! I extended my tongue and took my first taste of this tight little rosebud. Using the flat of my tongue, at first, I wanted to get her nice and wet. I then began to. "Hmm. Thank you, Anne. Thank you!" Go on, Stan. Go. I'll see you at work," she said, softly. She turned within his embrace and kissed him. "Go!"Stan went.That day at work was a blur to Stan. Elizabeth had the day off, so Stan had to confide in Bob the reason for his good humour.He met Anne in reception at lunchtime, and they just went for a walk in the grounds, hand in hand, chatting. Anne pointed out a pathway that neither had explored, and the two went along it, to find themselves in a.