She turned her beer up and finished it. Bob went to get her another one. When he stood up, his eyes glanced toward the partially opened closet door. H... smiled. I could see the tremendous bulge of his hardened prick.Before Lynda finished her second beer, she had unzipped Bob's pants and had his beautiful prick out, caressing its hugeness gently. Everytime I looked at the huge fullness of my husband's prick it was always with awe. Now it looked even larger and more exciting. Maybe it was Lynda's. Ever so my type.It was a particularly hot July Saturday, noonish.We were sitting on the couch, enjoying a movie and whatever cool breeze came our way.I wasn't interested in the movie. My wife was wearing a bright orange bikini top and jean cut offs. She was bare foot, her toes painted black. I loved that.I kiss her neck, only a peck and back away. N smiles but otherwise doesn't react. I do it again. This time I kiss a trail to her ear and bite it.I don't stop. I playfully bite and her ear and. I am Terry Swenson, may I see my partner?” The dick in the centre of the room began, regaining control of the room. A student towards the back of the hall reluctantly raised their hand with a defeated sigh, knowing this would not be the fun experience he’d hoped for.As Terry continued, indicating which of his classmates should announce themselves next, Dillon took the time to get a good look at the room. The students looked a lot more casual in regards to their appearance compared to those. Then he grabbed my hair and started fucking my mouth.His balls were slapping against my chin and i was drooling all over his big cock as he kept fucking my mouth. He kept calling me a nasty little bitch, a cumslut, a dirty cock whore, And i kept moaning mmmhmmm as he face fucked me.Then he pulled his cock out of mouth and noticed i was fingering myself. He asked if i wanted his cock in me instead and i was very quick to say yes. I stood up and bent over the end of my bed, and he got behind me.