He tongued me for several minutes and then in one swift move he picked me up and carried me upstairs. I never thought about him being that strong, but...he didn't even hesitate. I wrapped my arms around his neck and when we got to the top, I leaned in and kissed him, letting him slide his tongue that had just been up my ass deep into my mouth. He turned and we went into a bedroom where he promptly pulled down the covers on the bed and placed me on it. I lay there stroking my cock as he said he. We got involved in a deeper conversation about politics and we really lost track of time for a long while.Then we came back inside to find the living room was empty.I walked into the master bedroom, but no sign of Ana or Mark. I noticed the bathroom door was closed; then I heard Anita moan a little from inside. Then I heard a distinctive male grunt also…A painful erection started to grow in my pants as I stealthily cracked the bathroom door a few inches. What I saw was one of my wildest. And it probably makes sense to no one, just how significant it was. But I was not going to move to kiss him, because I knew he’d turn away. Just to fuck with me. And he was not going to move to kiss me, because he knew I’d turn away. Just to fuck with him.I debated the responsible, dominant, appropriate action at that time: Grab him by the hair and not kiss him, but essentially rape his mouth with my tongue. In a very sensual, deliberate, erotic, suggestive way, until he whimpered into my. Sure enough husbands speedo was pulled down and wife was sucking away on his now very very hard cock. Wifes pussy was well and truly wet from the attention my tongue had given it over the previous 5 minutes and my cock slid in easily and the groaning coming from wifes cock filled mouth with every thrust of my cock indicated that she was enjoying having a cock in both ends.Both husband and I were starting to get really hot and I know I was keen to hold off for a little while.Thankfully husband.