As I turned I caught myself in the mirror on the closet door. My lipswere covered in a perfect coat of dark red lipstick and my bangs curledover to j...st above my eyebrows. It was the same style as the brunettefrom the magazine, only a bit shorter. The rest of my hair was in acute pixie cut. Something seemed wrong about that. I don't normallywear lipstick. I glanced over at the girl sitting on my bed. Oh,that's right. Normally I don't wear lipstick and normally my hairdoesn't look this. I couldn’t reply.I simple muttered, “A-hmm.” It was exactly what I wanted. I sucked Mark as good as I could. I worked his base, jacking it up and down in motion with my sucking. My wife just laid there watching. She didn’t help or coach. She just watched. Two men playing is her euphoria and she was just inches from the live action. Marks cock got harder in my mouth, to the point of where my jaw was getting sore. How embarrassing is that? I didn’t want to stop, but after a few more. She gave my jeans back and tied my thong to her helmet straps and wore it across her face. Back on the bike you lesbian slut, you're really gonna enjoy the ride now, she tugged on the thong and said so am I. We rode for another 10 kilometers, and I near passed out from the intense vibration, in both holes. I leaned forward, gripping and caressing her breast as my own scent filled my nostrils. I was out on my head when we pulled up to a shack, surrounded by bikes. Milan was on a picnic table by. Once more I tried to get under her skirt and she says "no" and when I asked her "why not" she replies that she is not doing any of that until she is married. "Ok" says I, kiss her a final goodnight and I leave. On the drive home though my boner is crying out for relief so I take it out of my pants, steer with my left hand and jerk off with my right. Luckily my Grandma keeps tissues in the car and I promptly fill a couple with cum. When I get to bed my cock is again ready to go, so I jerk off.