She felt a mouth on her left nipple, then a tongue on her right, then a third set of lips on her clit, bringing her higher and higher as her whole bod... convulsed and shook. She felt the cock buried in her throb and finally swell. It sank in her until she felt soaked balls against her wet, puckered asshole, their fur tickling her smooth skin. Some part of her registered the sensation as they started to bob in time with the throbbing meat stick in her womb a few seconds before they started. Multi-tasking, as it were. Accomplishing yet a third simultaneous task, she reached back beneath us and found my balls, which she gently squeezed and stroked even as her pussy tightened on my hard shaft. “Ah, but maybe he is! I have it on good authority that Derek likes the hunky guys just as much as he likes the pretty girls, and you, my sweet husband, are one hunky guy!” “Who told you that?” “I can see that for myself.” “What? No, not the part about me being hunky, anyone can see that.” Alli. I've seen you around here before. I thought I would introduce myself. What's your name?', she asked, gazing right a Gerald. 'Hi. Uh, I'm Gerald.', Gerald said awkwardly. 'Great! Mind if I sit with you guys? I just wanna chat. Like it gets awfully boring and lonely alone.', Amanda said. 'Sure,' Tom chimed in, aware that her target now was Gerald if an inevitable hook-up did happen. Tom was more socially aware than Gerald and always went to great lengths to help friends in need, and Gerald was in. So without skipping a beat and before I could object, my Queen pushed her chair slowly away and got up, making a beeline straight to their table. I watched as she reached her hand out and although I couldn’t hear her, I could tell she was introducing herself and working her magick the way only my Queen could. Every once in awhile I could hear them laugh and wondered what they were talking about. She obviously invited them over to our table because the couple got up and headed my way. Being the.