I couldn't help it!As Duane move to one side of my wife, I was invited to jerk-off on her tummy, and through nicely surprised that I was being allowed...to do so, I got on my knees next to her and furiously masturbated till I expelled my own (meager!) quantity of cum! It felt so wonderful to finally, after 14 days of total chastity, to come; and I didn't care that Duane laid there, smiling up at me, as I unloaded everything that I had to give!"Now, clean ALL of this up!" My wife said to me, in. His firm promised him that after one year he’d have his pick of offices. He chose San Diego with its beautiful beaches and close proximity to Baja. When the time came for him to move-on the firm asked him to stay on and oversee a merger that was that close to litigation. He reluctantly agreed and they gave him a fat raise to compensate. From his corner office on the seventieth floor of the US Bank Tower he could barely see the street below from the smog. He was restless and he couldn’t sit. Then she actually started talking to her pussy. “You filthy little cunt, one of these days your hunger is going to get me in trouble. You nasty little clock glutton.” Then she went back to licking herself. The whole thing was bizarre to witness and to be honest, it scared me a bit. But at the same time, the out of control depravity of what I was witnessing was intensely erotic. She continued talking to her vagina while she was eating herself out so I couldn’t make out what she was saying all. “Will that trigger open warfare?”“Not so far.”“I’m scared.” I kissed her, and our tongues banished the fear. My hands explored under her leotard.At first, her tension made her dry, but I was able to connect my fingers to my 67-year-old mind, and draw out her heat and nectar. When my fingers began to slither, I lifted her onto my thigh and ground against her mound until she exploded into a relieving climax. Holding her eyes, I withdrew my fingers and let her see me savor licking them.