.but it was as if she had forgotten how. The only thing she knew for certain was how nice it felt to surrender to his warm touch, to just relax, espec...ally when his fingers felt so good, went further, right there, yes right there... He was probably just distracted by me. I can’t blame him. I’m such a little tease. I just can’t help myself, and knowing how happy I must make him gets me all...oh... ‘Allison. Allison. You’re making a mess.’ Allison nodded, despite her confusion, but kept. .my first reaction was shit, I'm not going to get to taste his cum.He declared, "I'm going to fuck your mouth, cocksucker."Excited he still planned to finish, I moaned on his cock."Such an eager married white cocksucker," he smirked, as he began fucking my mouth.It wasn't rough, and he didn't try to gag me with all ten inches, but it was a lot more intense than when I was controlling the sucking.I focused on not gagging and breathing through my nose, just like my wife had instructed on. About this time, Beth totally lost it and went into spasms and jerks and then just clenched up all over and bucked for a bit. Finally she came down and pushed on Mrs. Finley's forehead and she kind of gasped and squirmed and my current lover laid her down on the bed and put her head on Beth's tits and lifted her hips up a bit and started taking strokes in and out of her. Beth's arms came around her head as she lay back gasping for breathes as I started to pick up the pace a little. She opened. God what a fine specimen he was! His head was shaven and looked as smooth as silk. He had large gorgeous eyes as green as a candy apple and a lovely thick goatee, trimmed but still full and bushy. How she longed to ruffle her fingers in it! A smattering of dark hair peeking out from the collar of his work shirt. She wondered if he did some sort of contracting work. Building, maybe? Lifting heavy beams of timber with those luscious taut tanned arms of his. She could picture those arms lifting.