Her head moved up and down, her mouth making very unladylike slurping noises, something I never expected from her. Ted put his hand on the back of Joa...'s head and I put mine on top of his. We both were holding her down, obviously an unneeded gesture. With my other hand, I reached under her, squeezing her marvelous chest.Ted's breath shortened and he began to thrust his hips up toward his wife's mouth."I'm getting close, baby."Her response, the classic action of any stroke story, was to speed up. She wore a T-shirt, baggy jeans and a pair of midnight blue Timberland’s, giving her that thug appeal all us stud-loving femmes secretly crave (in the bedroom at least). She never took her eyes off me as I walked toward the bar. Her head was tilted slightly to one side as she looked me up and down with a cocky half-smile. The sexy stud had been enjoying the view of a slinky spaghetti strap dress clinging to my still-sweaty body. She handed me a freshly made drink–a screwdriver with ruby red. I mean I really don't think it's safe. Maybe some other time. But for now, just take it easy and please don't go any deeper." Tony understood, and slowly withdrew his mammoth dick until the entire shaft was out and only his cockhead remained inside her ass. After a short pause, he began a slow, smooth thrust that didn’t stop until his cock was back at the same depth inside her ass. He began repeating the motion, gradually picking up speed with each thrust. Not even taking Tony in front. I smile and push against his chest a bit to get away from the door. I lightly place a kiss on his lips and tell him to wait on the couch as I go into the bathroom with my bag. I bought something special just for tonight, knowing how much he likes lingerie. As I slip into the bathroom, I start to take things out of my bag. I have a purple and black corset and thigh highs along with a little makeup and body spray. Taking my time just to make him wait I slowly get into the corset and thigh highs.