A dance is one thing. But I'm not trying to lead you on.”I looked down at the floor.“We did keep them on though, didn't we?” she said and when I...looked up we giggled a little together.“Good thing we did. I might have passed out.”“Don't do that!” She laughed. “Oh God why do I feel like I'm sixteen?We laughed more, letting the tension bleed away.“Your hard.” she pointed.I looked down.“Good boy.” I said. Another fit of the giggles.“Staying hard has never been a problem for me. I just don't want to. He was Spanish, she was Brazilian. She had a nice smile, big thick black hair, and a large body, with voluptuous breasts. His head was between her legs, licking her pussy, and her eyes were closed, enjoying the scene. You said I should touch her and I wanted to, but I decided not to because you did not feel comfortable sharing. So I just stayed with you as we watched for a while. Then we continued, watching and listening as men and women gave pleasure to each other. In a small alcove there was. I watched as the emotions played across his face. ‘Do you want to cum?’ I asked. ‘Yes,’ he whispered. ‘Then suck my cock! ‘ I ordered. He briefly closed his eyes, leaned his head forward, opened his mouth and gingerly licked the tip. I tilted my hips and shoved the cock deep into his mouth. ‘Suck it,’ I bit off, ‘unless you want it going in your asshole dry.’ I watched as he began to lick and suck the fake phallus. I pressed forward until I heard him gag, and then slowly pulled back. I. It would have been real easy to give him a nice kiss on the head. That would be a good close-up." She continued, "Even though we were faking the fucking, his soft cock did feel real good against my pussy. All I needed to do was to make him hard and he would have slipped right in." Chris couldn't wait anymore. He positioned himself between her out stretched legs and slid his cock into his wife's slutty pussy. There was no subtlety, he started pounding her. "That's right. Fuck me just like my.