We were like wild a****ls,tearing at each other's ass, pulling on our cocks, kissing each other withtongues halfway down each other's throat.My passio... was at full thrust now, I wanted to taste him, I began moving downhis body with my lips and tongue, sucking on his nipples on the way down.Further and further I went till I had his now huge cock staring me in the face.I started licking the tip of his cock, gently teasing the head, feasting on thepre cum now glistening from his slit. I lapped it. We read the magazines and Jack tried to talk me into trading pictures with some couples in the magazines. I was unwilling and said that as long as it was safe (like at home or out of town), I didnt mind playing games but to send pictures to unknown people was too much (not to mention meet them later on). Jack pouted for a couple days but by the weekend, he seemed ready to forget the whole thing. He suggested a ride out of town. I knew what he wanted and figured since I had rained on his. I tightened my stomach muscles and forced a gush of my boss’ cum to flow out.When my husband removed his hand from between my legs I looked down. His hand was covered with a shiny slim. A big translucent gob was making its way down his long fingers to form a puddle in his palm.He asked, “Who’s cum is this?”I hesitated and he once again asked, “Who’s cum is this?”I whispered, “My boss.”He asked, “How long have you been fucking your boss?”I replied, “I’ll tell you everything if you let me go pee. He is blonde with the bluest eyes ever and a smile that would literally melt you down.We hit it off quite well…except that I knew of his old sexual habits… and that made me very wary. Instantly he began to hit on me, making me the butt of his jokes. He was funny and hilarious but I kept it to myself for as long as I could.I do have to say that Eddie never made any sexual innuendos to me.Mike began mentioning his name as we would be having sex. In that same week, Mike began to download porn.