I closed the door and leaned against it.This, I knew, was a turning point. I had a choice. I could try to persuademy husband of the merits of enlistin... ourselves into this unique and oddcommunity further. They were nice people. I was surprised to learn oftheir quirky little community habit. Whatever. If that's what it took forthem to have fun, then so be it. I shook my head thinking of my husbandwearing an A-line dress or a Versace gown. Him in high heels? Persuasionwould be simple; I knew. Great. Let’s do that. But we start kissing and holding hands and all the other stuff, and this becomes, you know, feely stuff. Making love. Whatever. I don’t want that. Not now. You’re my oldest friend." No, I get it." Do you?" Yeah," I said, still sort of confused but also still hard and not wanting to say something stupid.She leaned back down, and kissed my chest. “This is cool. If we do this." She kissed down, licking my nipple. “And this." She sat up, pulling off her tank top, showing me. She arrived after one and half hour; I took her in my arms and kissed her all over again. I started to strip her, and I got stripped. Then I took her to my bathroom. I made her kneel down and pushed my cock into her sweet lips. She sucked it like pro, rolling her tongue on my cock head and then softly licking it and stroking. She teased me, by poking her tongue inside my pee hole. I thought I would cum in her mouth only. I fucked her mouth for some time, gagged her and went deep throated. ‘I can’t believe how gorgeous and sexy you are, and how wet you make me.’ She climbed off and sat next to him, pressing her large breasts against her young conquest. Gently tracing his ear with the fingers of one hand, she slowly drew her other hand down over the inside of Tristan’s pant leg. ‘My god, Tristan — is that all really YOU??!!’ Indeed, it was. Doris ran her fingers along the length of his pant leg a good half way to his knee. At the halfway point, she gave the fat shaft a gentle.