I know I can’t stand much of this delicious torture, but so do you. You stop her by grabbing a handful of her hair and pulling her face away from me... Again, you lean down to kiss her, tasting the precum from my cock on her lips and tongue. Now, apparently it’s my turn to take instructions, as you order me to remove Janelle’s g-string, which I do, revealing her also smooth and naked wonder. You unclasp and remove her bra, she’s now utterly naked in front of us. You with a deliciously devlish. My cock felt funny. Just the head of it was swollen and dripping. It was acting more like a clit. We were getting hot and heavy, a little too much for being in a bar in public. He realized this and asked if I wanted to leave. We left and went towards his car. It was parked in a dark part of the street. Once inside we started going at it again. He started grabbing my ass pulling me closer. I was so turned on I let him do it. He reached up under my tank top and squeezed both of my breasts. I. He’d give her a little more of what she liked. Smiling, he wagered the guy in the car wouldn’t mind either. He gently pulled her away from his cock, and up to his mouth to kiss her. Feeling the warmth of her bare skin next to his nakedness, he lingered there for a moment. Their tongues hungrily exploring each other’s mouths as their hands wandered and squeezed whatever flesh they could grasp. Rocco gently rolled her off him and stood up. Once on his feet, he took her hand in his and pulled her. One day I mentioned that I was still thinking about the woman in the Tinker Bell costume. Then he said that he still thinks about my wife a lot too. When I told him that I might be able to get him a little private show, he seemed pretty excited. I explained her conditions to him and that the most important thing was that he would need to remain totally unknown to her. He agreed to her rules and we set the date of the ‘show’ for the following Tuesday evening. That was his company bowling league.