"How do you know," she said, "Are you inside my head or do you just want to get inside my pants?"He rubbed his forehead."Ruby..." I want you to be my ...over this summer...no commitment." I'm married..."She nodded licking her lips."I know...but my parents were married and it didn't last so what does it mean anyway?"He looked at her, and the conflict she read on his face. She knew she had his attention."How many lovers have you even had?"She couldn't answer that question."I take it that means. I kept squeezing and wiping my wiener to get more of that creamy stuff.As I was getting all of the cream off of my thing, I couldn’t help but notice how good it felt to rub and pull on it, and it started getting hard like it did when I was wearing mommy’s panties. I looked back at the bed and saw the panties by my pillow. I grabbed them and pressed them to my nose as I kept rubbing and pulling on my wiener. The more I rubbed, the better it felt until suddenly the sensations got so intense that. For a moment, he lay there groggily, then as sleep drained away, he realized what was going on. He had rolled over onto his side, and Brit lay there beside him. She had curled up into the fetal position, and somehow had scooted down the bed so that her head was at the level of his crotch. He realized with both horror and excitement that she had her lips wrapped around his cock, and was sucking on it.Jeff almost pulled away right there, but then he noticed that her eyes were closed, and other. You could tell after that comment his wheels were turning. I asked him what he thought about seeing my wife constantly walking around him in a hot swimsuit. At first he just smiled. Then he surprised me by blurting out "God, Karen has great tits." I cracked up. We both did. I then told him how Karen likes to skinny dip in the pool. He was very intrigued. As the evening progressed I admitted that I might have a video of her taking off the same swimsuit she was wearing all day. He was at first a.