Meanwhile, her fingertip ran up and down my pussy pressing the wet fabric between my outer lips. Her thumb began rubbing back and forth across my now ...oking clit. Soaking myself, I kissed her back, tongue on tongue, enjoying it so much, just letting her have her way with me. I would have O'd except I was too anxious. Jayne broke from the kiss. Again with her palms holding my face before hers, like a mother holding her child’s attention, she looked deep into my eyes. She smiled. There’s a pool of white pussy juice waiting to be licked out of her opening. I slurp it up. She tastes delicious, smells delightfully musky. A very strong odor but by no means foul. At this point she gets on top of me and we’re 69-ing. Her fellatio was awesome and I thought she was trying to make me cum from 69-ing, which would have been fine by me. Turned out Rebecca had other plans. She said, ‘I know I shouldn’t be doing this, but I really want to fuck tonight.’ At the time I was still trying. I had an idea not to bite her and started sucking and licking the boobs hard while fucking. She again started to shiver the fuck out.After a few minutes, we changed positions where I tied her hands above her head and she could do nothing about it. After giving tight slaps on her butt and licking her all over the body, she couldn’t hold it anymore and shouted, “Ahhh…I might cum.”I said, “Hold on and let’s do it together” and increased the pace. Both of us in a few minutes gasped the fuck out and. Well far be it from me to judge...I have the same fault. However I did not let on to him that this was the case. We both ended up looking and staring at my wife for a bit from the bar as she dangled her pumps from her stocking toes. He remarked how he would love to get his hands on her feet but it was too bad she was married. Well I heard that remark and filed it away for later. Maybe tonight would in fact be different. The thought of someone else using my wife's feet for their pleasure really.