“What’s going on?!” she cries out, pure terror echoing through her voice. “W-where am I? What are you going to do?”“Don’t worry.” I as...ure her, a warm smile creeping across my lips as I slowly raise the remote before pointing it over to the nearby TV, finger lowering to press the ‘play’ button. “Just relax, and watch a homemade video with me.”The gasps and screams that escaped her lips as she watched the short film of my ‘visit’ with Sora was priceless. There was no sound coming from the. I slouched into the kitchen, looking for a tumbler. As I entered the kitchen, I saw Kate’s Big Gulp soda I had just re-filled sitting on the counter by the fridge, and an idea came to me as I had a sudden change of heart. “Make things right!” my conscious chided me, “there may still be time!” I grabbed a permanent marker from a drawer in the kitchen and hurriedly wrote my phone number on the white plastic lid to Kate’s soda. I grabbed it and ran for the door, hoping that she had not yet left. I. I didn't want to think about the fact that I was masturbating with another girl, but the thought kept occurring to me and secretly made my pleasure that much stronger.I started to reach a plateau. I couldn't quite get the pleasurable feeling to do what I wanted. I wanted it to explode within me, to wash through me, but it wouldn't quite get past just plain feeling good. My dizziness faded, and I looked up to see Lexie staring at my pussy while I kept fingering myself. She hadn't said much in. My loving wife noticed and said, don't worry dear, you'll get to suck it for a while, no need to rush. She gently explained to me that sucking cock is an art form and should be treated as such. She told me, don't rush the cum, let him facefuck you for a while and you'll be rewarded with a much thicker and creamier load to swallow. Taking her advice, I relented and invited him to slowly face fuck me. He took his cues perfectly and started to repeatedly **** my mouth and throat with his.