Then he slowly worked down my chest and then his tongue gently caressed my fully erect nipple. The mere brush of his tongue sent a tingle through my b...dy. I couldn't help but take one last stroke of my nails down his back, into his pants, and wrap my hand around the bulge that was forming. I unbuttoned him and pulled his firming cock out and began to stroke him. I could feel him grow firmer and thicker with every stroke. He continued to suck, lick and nibble my nipples as he slid his hand down. ”“You got accepted at Cornell didn’t you?” Jake asked in a low voice as he dressed.“Yea,” answered Stephanie.“When do you leave?” asked Jake.“Tomorrow,” she answered.“Tomorrow?” a surprised Jake exclaimed.“Yea, my daddy has already arranged an internship job for me in New York until classes start,” answered Stephanie in a disappointed voice.“Oh,” grunted Jake very disappointed.“I’m sorry Jake,” said Stephanie, “but I just can’t turn down this opportunity. A masters degree from Cornell will be. Emma pulled me close. “I am so naughty, I could not stop starring at that guy’s bulge. He looked very well equipped.” I was speechless. Was she joking? We are married! I thought I would dig deeper and play along. “Oh yeah? Did you think he was attractive? Bet you wanted to fuck him didn't you?” “If I was single he would have definitely be another notch on the bed.”. I felt the blood rush to my cock. This conversation was starting to turn me on. We had never spoken about our previous. As I lingered in the gutter of the erotic world, my eyes filling with steaming imagery m*****ation, a*****ion and ****, the sun set, night bugs crept up from the dry beds, and a moonless summer night rose up like one monstrous shadow. With the music on, I didn't even notice anyone coming into the house.At that particular moment I was scrowling with an intense lust, a loud man, posing as a father, was fucking the shit out of a younger, quieter "son", the boy was even pissing while being fucked,.