How to please a husband. My cock stiffens a bit more. But she was a modest woman. She moves slowly and smoothly. Teasingly. She wasn’t a slut, doesn...��t know how to twerk or dance like a whore. She does her best, does what she thinks she should do, but with little experience. It’s cute actually. A reminder of how pure she was. A good little wife, a strong business woman. My former boss, touching herself, wiggling her ass, and trying to please me on top of the coffee table in the middle of her own. ", he said with a quivering voice.I sensed that this was a new experience for him. "Is this your first time taking a crossdresser?" It's my first time taking anything other than my hand." he said in a shy voice."Well, take your time and enjoy the plunge." I whispered to him, as I gently sucked his earlobe. It was hard to believe that he was a virgin, but then again, there's always a first time for everything for everyone.I rubbed my ass cheeks to make them shiny, then I leaned against the seats. "It prevents them from peeing the bed. It's difficult to piss with an erection."She nods her understanding and pleads, "Can I continue? I'm so close." I'll help," he grins and sits up and suckles her perfect little breasts."Can you cum with me?" she moans, her hand fisting his glans while her pussy lips rub his shaft."Mmm-hmm," he replies with his mouth full of succulent tit flesh. Sensing her approach from her more chaotic rubbing, he chews gently on each nipple and feels her tighten and flood. I was beginning topant and I knew that everyone in the room must knowwhat I was about to do.When I’d first accepted Cheryl’s invitation toThanksgiving dinner at her folk’s house during schoolbreak I’d never even thought about something like this.When we first arrived I was fascinated by Cheryl’slarge family gathering. Being an only child of olderparents I’d never attended an event like this before. ‘Event’ was all you could call it. There were at.