My wife is what I call a dirty cocksucker. She sucks me, she sucks my balls, she slaps her face with my cock, she slaps her breasts with my cock, she ...ags on my cock, she fingers my ass as she sucks me. I know her every touch and her ever sound. This was not her. So I could only assume it was her friend. Just then I was spun around and pushed to face the window and pushed up against it. My hands were moved to the front of me against the wall. I was leaning up against the window giving the. The hostess takes me to a booth, in the corner of the restaurant. I am noticing, that the table cloth hangs over the table and it hits the floor. I think to myself, how interesting that this table cloth hangs so low.Mark's meetings were later in the day, so we agreed to meet at the restaurant. I arrived first and after awhile Mark walks in. I stand up and give him a kiss and then we both sat down.Mark orders some wine for us. We are drinking it, and the conversation is flowing. I am feeling a. In turn, Sarah slipped a hand down Ashley's panties and began to rub firmly at her body, soft purrs rumbling as she started to work at touching and adoring her much more directly herself. “I love your body,” Sarah purred, leaning into the kiss again as they touched one another, as the pleasure very directly began to take hold of them both and their bodies ached with excited heat, relishing in the feeling of want and desire ready to take hold of them. With their hands at work and their faces. "What are you doing up at this hour?" I whispered to her, eager to get her out of my room as quickly as possible."I can't sleep ... it's too hot ... and I heard noises from down the hall." she confessed in a similar whisper, creeping towards my bed. At which point, I noticed the protrusion from under the sheet.Oh fuck, I panicked, please don't notice, please don't notice! I thought to myself. She sat on the end of the bed and looked me in the eye, then turned to the television to see what I was.