Her hands came up to cup his head softly, and her lips parted to grant him entry into her sweet mouth. He could still taste the strawberries there, an... a muffled groan escaped his lips. He said "Just an appetizer, I don't want to rush this, I want to savor you like you did those berries. Your lips working on them was making me imagine them working on something else, and was quite distracting." He started the elevator, and they proceeded up.The room was plush. There was a small sitting area with. It was my husbands.We would profit from it.My fingers squeezed harder at the surge of anger, my tongue jamming deep into her asshole. If I tongued her, I would be less likely to say something and give away my ruse. My pussy clenched again. I wanted to touch myself. I wanted to rub my pussy to orgasm. That would take away some of the anxiety.“Oh, yes, you are such a good ass-licker. Oh, I want to keep you. Maybe after your husband is destitute, he'll sell you to me. Mmm, then you'll be my bimbo. I got rid of my shorts and innerwear; afterwards,she started giving me blowjob- not an incredible one but a nice one. After a while, we adjusted ourselves in 69-position. I unhooked her skirt and rolled my tongue over her warm wet cunt.[SCENE 17]“. .Ahh. .uuh. .umaah. .aaah. .”, she moaned with snivels in her own ecstasy and it seemed to be ‘Angel lost in her own wonderland’. Her pussy was continually liberating love juices and smelled like rotten fish. However, I continued licking her clitoris. I was stroking hard & deep when the bathroom door opened & Mike came out & just stood there & stared. Darlie was whimpering & sighing & pushing up with each hard stroke. I whispered to Darlie....Did she want some extra cock to help her out...& she kinda grunted ohhh please don't make me do that, please don't.....as she had her first orgasm.....So, being the kind husband, I called Mike over & asked him if he could handle sloppy seconds with a hot pussy. He had his huge, hard dick out & was.