It popped off his cock, just like the principal before, with a stream of spit running down my face, off my lips and down his cock and balls.“That wa... perfect”, he said.“It was?!” I smiled and asked seeking approval.“Oh yes”, he said. “You follow my lead well and are doing great. Let’s continue, I’ll run you through the complete process so you can taste my cum.”He put his hands on my head again and looked into my eyes. He took a big deep breath and I followed his lead, breathing in just like. ‘What time period? When was the movie made?’ ‘Alright. Late 1950s.’ Geez, I was going to lose this one. I had no idea. ‘One more hint, please?’ ‘Why? You didn’t play fair with your 1,210,000,000. If you’d said 1.21 gigawatts or jigowatts, I’d have gotten it immediately.’ Then she relented, ‘Alright. Let’s say ‘the cold war.’ Now, I’m practically giving it to you with a bow.’ I really tried to think about this, but 623 just didn’t mean anything to me. ‘One more hint. Please.’ ‘It’s the number. There was my petite small breasted wife lying naked on the couch. Her legs were spread wide open and were wrapped around some young biker thug who was on top of her pounding her pussy. This guy could not have been more than 20 but he was huge, with a body builder’s physique, long hair and tattoos all over his body. On his forearm was tattooed his name “Dale”. I couldn’t believe what I heard and saw next, Dale said to my Cougar wife “where’s the lube and some rubbers, I want your ass”. She. Please don't tell. I'll do anything. Wow, was that the wrong thing to say. Pete was around 16 or 17 and I was 10 and afraid of older boys who sometimes bullied me at school because I was small. Ha! Ok, on your knees and lick the branch where you pee'ed you little pervert. Yuck, I thought but getting a whipping from my dad was not an alternative so I kneeled down and stuck out my tongue and licked the branch as Pete watched.Nah, that's not enough. Pete was now beside me and it finally.