The musky scent of her perfume was overpowered by the scent of her arousal and my cock throbbed in her small hand as she ran it up and down my shaft. ... wanted more than a hand job and I suspected she did as well. It was totally dark on the edge of town and not a car in sight. “I want you,” I said and she responded by opening the passenger door and stepping out. As I got out she leaned against the warm hood of the car spreading her legs. I walked behind her and ran my cock up and down her greasy. I asked him What do you think you are doing? He responded with , Oh, I know what I am doing and besides there are two new dildos I ordered for you that you are going to do for all of us tonite on the web cam. I continued to plead. Hon, this isnt fair number one, two, you wouldnt rape me and make me do this would you? He knew he had me where he wanted me as my nughtie was off and he saw I wasnt making that big of a deal covering up, just playing along. He handed me the lube and told me to get. When the day arrived I almost didn’t wear them because I was embarrassed but the more I thought even if Speedy didn’t fancy me, at least I knew he would be able to get a good look at my arse. When I turned up at the gate I couldn’t believe how hot he looked. He wore a silky tight cycling shirt and shiny blue professional cycling shorts. He laughed when I arrived. I went red. Was it my shorts or my bike? ‘I know my bike’s not as good as yours…’ I began. ‘It’s your shorts…your arse is going to. You husband doesn’t realise what you mean until you grab his cock. “Oh I will practice on you all week” he says. All this thinking and talking about next Saturday has got you both very horny. You husband starts kissing down your body and licking your sweet pussy. You lie there thinking about how many new cocks you are going to take next week. You tell your husband to bring his cock up so you can suck him off. Your husband’s tongue feels wonderful. Your husband stops what he is doing and says.