With a bit more boldness I sucked them. She moaned as I did."I'm going to cum soon," I warned her as her stroking got faster."Don't. Not yet," she tol... me, as she pulled her hand back from my shaft.She sat and let me suck on her titties. I noticed she was rubbing her pussy and moaning. After a few more minutes she stopped and looked at me."Have you calmed down now?" she asked me.I nodded and she moved, straddling me. Taking hold of my penis she lowered her vagina onto my tip, then gently eased. What's the big deal about your husband wearing briefs?" It's not the briefs. Kurt is very well endowed. The briefs show everything. His cock is plainly visible. Will that bother you? If it does, I can have him wear a regular swimsuit."This catches Marsha by surprise. She’s never had another woman talk about her husband like that. "That's OK. I wouldn't want you to change what you like to wear on our account. After all, we’re the guests. It's not our place to dictate how you dress on your own. She wore a white bikini with a sheer wrap, that barely covered her ass. Mike wanted her to back up again but this time she was going to get the real thing.The band started into a slow jam and lovers were getting cuddling and moving to the rhythm.She leaned into Mike and he wrapped his big arms around her tiny waist. She could feel his throbbing cock on the back of her ass. She knew that it was skin this time. His huge cock was out and ready to fuck. She hesitated to reach back to touch it. The. "Wait, stop, I don't wanna do this anymore," I said, and started pushing up.Suddenly I felt Jon's hand come down between my shoulderblades and pin me to the couch. He grabbed my right wrist with the other hand, and pinned me there as well."Listen cocksucker, I'm gonna fuck your ass whether you like it or not. Got it?" he asked and jammed another half-inch or so of his cock into me, to make his point.I gasped for air again."Goddamn! What a fag...fuckin' tight hole, faggot. You just got your.