Whenever we went at it that way and I stroked and gently squeezed his balls while he fucked me, he would cum very hard. His hands would reach out to g...asp my hips and he would buck himself hard upwards against the cheeks of my ass. His cock went deep as he came inside me. I loved how it felt.It was clear that he never allowed himself to be penetrated. He wasn't afraid to touch my cock. He'd play with it and stroke it and suck me off but when it was time for fucking he was the one on top. Except. His cock was erect.“Very nice, I approve,” I said, stroked his cock and balls then retied the sash. Dinner was a success and we chatted about work, Vanessa, my bonuses, the news including Covid 19 updates. It looked as though the government had the virus under control and I briefly wondered if Pete’s recall to Melbourne was now a possibility. I hoped not. Through unspoken agreement we did not talk about sex, compromising pictures or videos. “That was a fabulous dinner, I can help with the. "Yes?" I said wearily."C'mon, let me in," said an all too bright voice. Jools. I sighed, "OK," and pressed the door release for the downstairs door. I opened my door and leant against the wall waiting for her arrival. She came bouncing up the stairs and strode into my flat with a grin on her face. Her face fell slightly at the less than enthusiastic expression on my face. She gave a little smile and held up the box in her hands. "I've got fresh coffee and croissants," she said enticingly.I. She gave a short gasp at a stranger's hand between her legs that only intensified her eager tongue fight with this guy. She raised her knee to give him better access and he was quick to take advantage of it. First one and then two of his fingers worked their way into my wife's spread pussy. She moaned in a way I knew so well and pulled him tighter, her mouth never leaving his. I could see her gently starting to rock against his hand. She was really turned on and to be honest I was too.She.