As we smooch around my hands caress your bum and stroke your back, your breasts push into my chest causing your nipples to slightly harden, our thighs...rub together then i pull you closer rubbing my hardening bulge against you, your eyes still sparkle although your imagination drifts further into the night.The song finishes and you take my hand and float off the dance floor, your jewelry sparkling, mens eyes peering through the darkness at you wishing they could be taking you home tonight, i. As much as my emotional state was all over the place, I was massively aroused. I've never sported a harder, stronger erection in my entire life. Undeniably I was addicted to my wife being fucked by other men. I wanted to call her and tell her everything was OK and that I approved of the situation as long as it was me she loved she could fuck whoever she wanted whenever she wanted.My laptop vibrated as I was trying to collect my thoughts. The Skype window opened and there in front of me was. You must relax. I have not finished.I saw the tentacle attached to my mouth vibrate, and felt a hot, sticky liquid shoot down my throat. There wasn’t a hole in this dildo that I knew of...Had the pod created it?Almost instantly, I felt much more relaxed, calming down my body and letting my limbs relax. I was lowered to the ground, where I sat on my butt, still connected to the pod. A low vibration began to fill my crotch, and I took a deep breath at the sensation.Without warning, I felt two. As she stood up, he grabbed her by the hair and pushed her face into his crotch. "Nah, slut. You clean me up. You think I'm going home to my wife smelling like slut and dog cum? You want to be my white slut, then you clean this nigga dick that was in your ass!"Stephanie did t know what to do. If she hoped to get paid, she knew she had to suck the cock that was in her ass. Slowly she opened her mouth, and stuck her tongue to his still weeping helmet. While not the most pleasant taste, it was t.