My seed eased from her mouth over her hand. Delirious, my body hungry for air; I slumped into the bed.“Fuck!”Elodie giggled.“I… I… I am glad...you found that… f…funny.”“See? You do like surprises.”I snorted; I could not laugh.Laid alongside me, her solitary finger made swirling trails over my body. Taking a sip of Armagnac, she took another and shared it with me. “Hold me in your arms English.”Hers draped over my chest, my torpid body cooled. We enjoyed the moment of silence lost in the. We both stared at one another, his hand on his cock, stroking away. And my two fingers deep in me and I just stopped.He whispered, “Just go with it,” a subtle nod to earlier. I moaned and we watched each other. I watched him play with his balls and stroke his big cock. I always wondered how it would look. I wish I was on my knees worshiping it. I could see the pre-cum on it and it made me lick my lips. I was way too glued to the bed and afraid if I moved this would stop. I fucked myself. ‘This is as far as I’ve gone with a girl…’ he murmured. ‘Just do what you write…’ she whispered, as her fingers gently unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his jeans. She got off of him for a moment and he stood, the jeans falling to the floor. Her fingers slipped beneath the elastic of his boxers and pushed them down. His cock sprang free at last. It was incredible. He hadn’t been lying about the size. It wasn’t huge, but it was at least eight inches and thick. She gently pushed her panties down,. Doing a one-eighty, I headed back into the bathroom, admittedly showing them my ass but, appropriately, shielding their view of my dick. I darted back the way I had come as quickly as possible.Giggling female laughter followed me into the bathroom and through the quickly closed door. At least my wife was laughing and not yelling, I realized. She was a pretty easygoing lady but I feared I might have accidentally crossed a line with that one. So, I was relieved.I went to grab my robe and.