“Should I let him fuck my ass?” she asked abruptly. She wasn’t seeking my permission; she was just verbalizing her thoughts.“You never let me ...uck your ass,” I reminded her.“Yeah, but Ted gets me so excited, so horny and wet that I’m ready to do anything for him… I’m sorry, that must sound hurtful. It isn’t meant to be…”As if I needed, or even wanted, to hear her explanation she continued, “It's not that I ever disliked making love with you, Brent, but that’s what it is, making love. For me,. “Get on your fucking knees.” Dave commands. Instantly Gemma sinks to her knees looking down at the floor.Dave reaches down, lifting Gemma's head by her hair. “Open” He commands. Gemma opens her mouth wide, and Dave feeds the head of his precum slicked cock into his willing wife's mouth. Pumping slowly he feeds more and more of his thick white shaft into Gemma's mouth. She expertly sucks and flicks her tongue over his cock head.Looking up, Dave motions to the other men to approach. They all. “No one does that if they are not looking for a response,” I concluded in my erotic hyper state. But now was no time to be making a move, but I was positive she wanted to get together and I wanted it as bad as she did. That was the end of the touching but my mind was filled with the warmth of thinking this little minx was hitting on me. Karen got up first headed back to work and crossed in front of me. Stacey followed her and as she stepped to my right she touched my shoulder and said, “Gonna. ” He stopped spiraling long enough for a quick nipple-flick. She flinched. “Really? I was not aware of that.” “Oh, sure. Let me show you.” Jon lifted her shirt over her chest but stopped when they heard one of the grandkids over the monitor. Mia tugged her shirt back down and picked up the monitor for a closer look. They both appeared to be sound asleep. “I knew this would happen,” she lamented as she set her bra into place. “Nothing happened,” Jon muttered as he pushed her down onto the couch..