My hand moves down to his groin and I find his hardened bulge. I gently squeeze his cock. He bites my lower lip. Holding the flesh in his teeth. I gro...n with pleasure.He finally cups my face in his strong hands, and kisses me lightly on my nose, then my the top of my head. He stands and offers his hand. I get up and he leads me into the master bedroom. (“master” bedroom has totally different meaning to me now) We continue on to the master bath. He turns on the water to a vast bathtub. He. I could feel the size of it as it spread my lips apart. The taste, the feel was wonderful, I let out a moan and the cock started to fuck my face, I was loving it, I wanted more. My wife told me I was being a good sissy boy and that she was going to untie me, and that I was to keep on the blindfold, would I still cooperate, I could only moan. She then lay beside me and put my hand on her pussy, it was dripping wet. She said it was her turn now and that she wanted me to lick her, I. After checking into the hotel we took a walk. We were ideally located and could walk from Alexanderplatz, passing a building call Rote Rathaus, a big red brick building that used to be the town hall. Then we passed the Museuminsel, a small island in the river with several big museums, and walked down Unter Den Linden to Brandenburger Tor. It was even hotter than it had been at home and it provided us with a brilliant excuse to sample some good German beer. We didn't get back to the hotel until. Anna could never understand Carl's infidelity. Hilda was a firm-assed, big-titted bright woman with a head of long, fine black hair. Most of Carl's fellow officers made all-too-obvious passes at Hilda whenever they could. But at least to Anna's knowledge, Hilda kept her cunt to herself."Sit down on the couch," Anna said as she walked towards the kitchen. "I'll go in and put on some coffee." "Ohhhh, that'll be good," her friend said shakily as she sank on the couch and covered her face with her.