She goes back down and tries to swallow as much of my cock as she can, she starts bobbing her head up and down. She continues I hear her jaw pop tryin... to get my thick cock farther down her throat. While my wife is sucking me to ecstasy I reach over and undo her pants and slide my hand down to her bald spot feeling the heat and perspiration, reaching farther I start rubbing her clit teasing her slightly more each time I run my finger over the swollen spot. I reach farther down and slide my. I thought about jumping on her, but to be honest, I had started to think of my last 'adventure' as a bit unreal. Sometimes I could almost believe it hadn't actually happened. I thought that if I were to offer my 'services' at this time I should be rejected and so I crept back to my own bed. I was lying on my back with my cock in my hand indulging in slow luxurious hand strokes on my bursting genitals pausing only to rub the pre-cum seeping from the eye over the purple swollen glans and. And ideally, Bea should also be leaning back against something to help give her a little extra support.At this point, Bea was standing in front of the bathtub. She was facing the doorway, with her back towards the tub, and the heels of her feet just inches away from the edge of the tub. The toilet was on her left, and the bathroom wall was on her right. Freddy was standing directly in front of her, facing her. His much-taller-and-wider body was totally blocking the bathroom doorway from her. It wasn’t transparent but the material was thin so you could make out the outline of her nipples.The hem stopped somewhat above her knee and it was tied with a sash around her waist. She went to the kitchen, got her glass of wine,returned to the living room and sat down. I looked over and saw that her robe opened slightly and, if (when) she spread her legs, I would get a great look at her pussy! She watched TV and appeared not to notice my glances. As the evening went on, and she got up a few.