They both started to undress each other until they both were totally naked, only Amy's Stockings and Heels were left. John laid on his back and Amy un...erstood what she was meant to do. Her hands were slowly touching the inner thighs and gently moving towards the cock that was now already half erect. She grabbed it and slowly guided it towards her lips. She looked into Johns eyes and then kissed the tip of his dick, before she started to slowly slide it into her mouth, so that her tongue could. When he slid out from between her spread legs my wife looked down and started to laugh his glasses were fogged he was perspiring so profusely. He then started to stutter that he wanted to take more pictures, but didn’t know if she would be willing. Cutting to the chase my wife asked if he wanted to take up skirt pictures with her panties off. His eyes lit up and he said yes. My wife was having a good time with Chuck she stood in front of him reached under her dress and pulled her panties down. Do I look first?Or do I slide out, escape to the bathroom, do some things to wake me up and make me look (and smell) a little more presentable?Curiosity won out. I gradually turned over to see who, or what, was in bed next to me.Now, before I go on with this, I want you to understand that I'm not in the habit of picking up girls at bars. In fact, while I'm not celibate, I'm not really in the habit of picking up girls at all. I tend to try to get to know someone I see on a regular basis, become. ‘If I thought you were serious,’ he said, shaking his head. ‘What if I was?’ she asked. He stared into her eyes. Then, throwing caution to the wind, he put his mouth to her ear and said, ‘Then I’d take you someplace quiet and fuck your brains out.’ Her eyes were wide as saucers when he looked into them again, but she was still smiling. He knew he could get into trouble for that, but he could always deny it. He’d done nothing but be a perfect gentleman throughout the rehersals and everything.