Licking her lips she said, "Mmm... that tastes good." She addressed Chuck, "This is the part of the game where we come back home and talk about my sho...ing off and our fantasies. Mike likes to eat me while I tell him my fantasies of fucking and sucking other men." She spread her legs for her husband. "Honey, look what a mess my pussy is after fucking Chuck. For our private game you can still eat my pussy. Chuck why don't you go to the other recliner and relax while you watch." Mike was in a. Then at the dance my feelings were strengthened. They were pretty much confirmed this morning at Denny’s. I knew he was mortified at his exposure, but he accepted it because it was what I wanted. I couldn’t imagine any jock or normal American male allowing that. Oh, they’d whip it out in a second in private, but to sit in a public restaurant and allow some girl they barely know to put you in what had to be an incredibly embarrassing situation—never!.I could tell that Henry was getting. We stood there on that balcony kissing like lovers. Our hands touching each other but keeping it clean for all those who could see us. I grabbed her hand and pulled her to the bedroom. I undressed her and when she was naked I laid her on the bed and positioned my face between her legs. I just wanted to look at her hairless pussy. It looked so sexy. Her labia were open and ready for my tongue. She just lied back and allowed herself to enjoy the pleasure my tongue gave her. It did not take her. When Shannon came back to the couch, it was suddenly all wrong. She shoved his hand away and curled up to cry."Shannon," he said. It had been marvelous, feeling her and seeing her react to him. And then she had rejected him. And then she had cried. Had he hurt her? Had he offended her? "Did I hurt you? What did I do wrong? What do you need? I'm sorry if I was too rough. Shannon, are you all right?" I'm fine," she finally managed to say. "You didn't do anything wrong, just hold me." So he held.