.. all the way in... like that. Did you like it?" Crystal panted these words, her breasts heaving. For answer I stood her up and kissed her as best...I knew how, hugging her tightly to squeeze her breasts between us and massaging her spermy ass. I put my tongue in her and I imagined I could taste my own cock in her mouth. After nearly a minute she broke off our kiss and lay back on one of the wooden change room benches. Spreading her legs she rubbed her pussy and said"Come on...you know. Let’s hit the shower”. She stood up, tied her head into a bun and began looking for her panties on the floor. I laughed at her and she turned to look at me quizzically. “Getting dressed to go to the shower? And I thought no clothes till tomorrow anyway?”. She giggled, walked towards the bathroom and turned back saying “Well, come on then”. Her butt looked magnificent as she walked, and I quickly got up to go join her.The shower stall in the bathroom was one of the fancy new rain showers with a. She’d had her usual three or four glasses of wine in the pub and if Joe made a play for her, she guessed she wouldn’t necessarily repel him. However if he lost his nerve she had “Omar” upstairs!Then it happened.Joe was already facing her on the sofa and as he put his coffee cup down he slid his left arm around her shoulders. He brought his right hand up and rested it gently on her thigh, but went no further, just staring at her like a rabbit caught in headlights. She almost laughed. He was. I’m looking at his soft cock which is covered a blueish lipstick (SD must have put the lipstick on after I left the living room area) and slightly wet.John: Your wife is one hell of a cocksucker – it’s hard to believe that she only gave you three blowjobs – and piss poor ones at that.Me: Thank you – that is what I’ve been told and I agree it is hard to believe but it is true – only three half hearted.John: You don’t fuck her either – do you?Me: No Sir – haven’t for many years.John: Geez – you.