I remove my hands and tongue and switch places. I push one finger in and out while I deep throat your cock. The muscles in my throat constrict and rel...ase in a series of short bursts. I slowly add another finger, pushing in deep and slowly pulling out.Suddenly I stop everything. I untie you and flip you over. I tie each wrist to an opposite corner and prop you up slightly. I get off the bed and start to strip. First I undo the garters, then slowly lower the basque off of my body. As my boobs. Harolds erection was just short of six inches and he was a little more than an inch thick. Larry on the other hand must have been closer to ten inches and twice as thick as my husband. Little by little I took more of him in my mouth till I had half of his giant hard cock in my mouth. Larry stopped and pulled back so just his cockhead was still in my mouth. Then with a slow but steady push he was back to half way in. With my hand around his shaft so he could not try to go any deeper, Larry. We used to go round to Debbie and Andy's occasionally for drinks and a couple of laughs occasionally we would play card games on a couple of occasions strip poker but it was for the most part good clean 'if a little naughty' fun. On one visit a friend of mine came with us, Frank I'd known since primary school at one time we were virtually in each others pockets, now Frank had a nickname "Trigger" he got it in high school after some guys in the showers noticed how big his cock had grown since. I tighten my thighs, welcoming you, moulding my soft spongy flesh around your digits. But just then I feel the tube train slowing and people start shifting to get off. We shuffle sideways to let people out. Your fingers slip out of me, although you leave my zip undone, my panties bundled up to one side, exposed to any unsuspecting glance. Casually, you bring your hand up as if to steady yourself, and I see the sticky glistening coating of my lubricating honey on two of your fingers. Wet beyond.