I slept so good that night.I walked into the living room to see her standing there in jeans and a blouse nothing really revealing, but nicer that stay...ng at home clothes. The high heels she had on gave it away, I think we are not staying home tonight.She greeted me with a smile saying. “We have been invited to a friends house for dinner.” Isn’t that exciting.”Another embarrassing night out I thought, I hated leaving the house.“We need to get you fitted with something on.”What a relief, I’m not. He was wearing boxer/briefs, and the top of his cock was sticking out the waistband. She started to lick the head (the tease that she is) while playing with his balls. Anne Marie pulled his underwear completely off and started to lick his balls while stroking his cock. She told me that it was at least two inches longer and much thicker than mine, and she had a hard time getting the whole thing in her mouth. She proceeded to give him what I can only imagine was the best blow job of his life,. So, I held nothing back and pounded her relentlessly. As I did so, I reached forward and cupped her dangling breasts. They were more than a handful for me as I squeezed and enjoyed them, being sure to pinch and tug her nipples, much to her delight. I switched it up a bit, grabbing a handful of hair, and pulled it. It made Isabella cry out, asking for more.I felt myself going over the edge. I gave her another couple of hard thrusts and proceeded to dump everything I had into her, slowing my. Alan then kissed me again, pushing a hand up my skirt, I knew that you would wear these for me, he said confidently, as he touched the flesh of my thighs. I pressed my legs together. He looked startled. My turn now, I whispered, and started to unbutton his shirt, running my fingers through his chest hair, then down to his belt and jeans. As I unzipped him I could feel his cock twitching into life. Take them down, I told him, he obeyed. His cock was at half- mast, like last week, but was still.