With my fingers wrapped around her shaft, I steadily milked the pre-cum from her cock so that she matched the arousal level I felt for her. We stood, ...ooking eye-to-eye, aching for one another as we stroked and built the fires within us, the heads of our cocks gently rubbing against one another. I looked down as our cocks touched one another, and I suddenly felt the urge to take her glistening cock in my mouth. While I continued to stroke her, I tentatively knelt down and slowly ran my tongue. This, this was the truth of it, and he knew that it was him, and him alone to blame for it. He pushed himself up into a sitting position and swung his legs over the side of the bed, unable to escape the flood of hopelessness that engulfed him. ‘Get up,’ he said to her. ‘I’m sorry, I didn’t mean-‘ ‘I said get up!’ Where were his trousers? Shit. He just needed to get out. To get away from the suffocation of disappointment that seemed to fill the room and claw its way up his throat. He grabbed his. His touch is not rough or threatening but tender and almost loving. He gentle lifts my head as he strokes the back of it and I feel something brush my lip. As I open my mouth to ask what he is doing, a length of material slips in, stopping me from saying a word. I am in no doubt as to who is in charge. My heart is still racing but I am starting to enjoy this. He takes a deep breath and very quietly tells me that he didn’t want to gag me, but I insisted on talking. I need to understand that he. Here I sat, my wife pleasuring Mrs. Jaxson. Bob getting a delightful BJ from a now naked Dakota. Yet, here I am, fully clothed doing absolutely nothing except sporting a raging hard-on.Suddenly, Bob spoke up, startling me, “David, what you need is a revolution.”I just smiled, thinking to myself that getting a blowjob from Dakota has made him a bit whacky.Apparently, it did just the opposite. It provided clarity to his thinking.“David, you don’t understand, do you?” “No sir, I don’t.”“You see,.