It was almost sweet tasting. It felt real thick and smooth on my tongue. Carol looked at me as I tasted my cum, "Good huh?" she said. "God yes, it act...ally DOES taste good." I responded with a lustful daze. Then she scooped another big drop off my dripping cock. I thought I would get another taste but instead she put it on my man pussy and rubbed it around my hole. It felt so slick on my hole; I actually bucked back against her finger a bit. With a knowing chuckle Carol said "You like that. As he enjoyed the taste of my wife's soft skin his hands slowly made their way back down her body until they rested on the tops of her thighs. I seemed to be the only one noticing as he very seductively began pulling the dress up her legs. As the song ended and another started playing, my wife snapped out of her daze and turned around pushing the guy's hands away. They continued dancing to the next song before the guy pulled out a packet of cigarettes and signalled for Anna to join him. He whispered good night and something in Russian, of which I understood only sorry, go, want. His kiss left me trembling in desire. My hands shook as I finished my drink. I felt terribly empty. I was sad and disappointed; we didn’t even get a chance to dance. I was wet and stirred and wanted to be pressed hard against his body. I dearly wanted to kiss him, have his large hands fondle me roughly. And now I lost him. My pussy didn’t feel just empty. It felt hollow. * I was moving between racks. We swapped places, she got on her knees, took out my hard cock, stroking it she took my end in her mouth, wraping her tongue around my throbbing end. Cupping my balls she started thrusting her mouth on my cock taking as much in as she could, sucking deeply. lt wasn't long before l could feel an orgasm rising, l knew it was going to be a big one, l'd saved up. l gasped as quiet as l could that l was going to cum, so she could stop sucking and start stroking me to cum on her tit's, which she.