She licked lightly and tentatively at the tip of Mike's cockhead. The meaty, musky zestiness of the cum flavor tingled on her taste buds and she purre... with pleasure. Linda gazed at the big slab of purple meat, hardly able to believe that she was actually licking it.Mike was looking down at Linda approvingly, looking at her over the head of his prick, as if it were a gun sight and he was aiming. He was finding it tremendously exciting to watch Linda's eager, nimble tongue curl and lap at the. Her fingers were rubbing her wet slit. It was my turn to help her. To please her. To give her what she needed.I took off my suit coat. I tossed it aside and dropped to the floor. I was gently nuzzling her thighs. She whimpered and cried out."Ohhh...damn you Brad...I'm so wet for you...so wet. Damn."I was tasting her nectar and she was already cumming for me. She was like that. So fast and ready. So beautiful and such a sweet lover. She was always ready for me. I was licking her slit now, and. "How long do you think Wing-Commander Stephens will be?" wondered Victoria."No idea," said James. "Could be twenty minutes. Could be two hours. It all depends on what they have to do to Mark."Victoria nodded. "If I start getting morbid or weepy, smack me."James once more marvelled at her bravery and self-control. He restrained himself from taking her hand sensing that that might cause her to collapse."I somehow get the feeling that won't happen," he said smiling.Victoria smiled back gratefully.. I walked him upstairs and showed him to the radiator before going back to bed and wrapping the covers over myself and going back to sleep. And some time later I opened my eyes to see the repair dude standing over our bed and watching my wife's exposed leg and ass hanging out of the covers.I closed my eyes again and re-opened them, just to make sure I wasnt dreaming, and sure enough this guy was oggling my wife right in front of me. I said to him "see anything you like?" to which I got a mumbled.