He stifled a yawn and smiled at Stephanie. ‘You weren’t sleeping, were you?’ She accused. ‘Me? Oh no. It was a great cartoon.’ ‘Its more t...an a cartoon,’ she said as they walked from the theater. ‘Its an animated classic.’ ‘If you say so,’ Dylan scoffed playfully. By now it was going into night, almost 7 by Dylan’s watch, and his stomach reminded him that they hadn’t eaten all day. The debated over the dinner venue, and decided on McCormick and Schmidt’s, a seafood restaurant across from the. .. and I was the cause ofthat excitement. My femininity had brought him to this edge andnow I would use my womanly charms to bring him over the brink.My tongue licked across the length of his penis until it reachedthe ridge at its head. Circling the shiny, pale red protuberanceI ran the tip of my tongue across the hole and found that it wasalready wet with a salty solution of pre-cum.I continued to bathe his cock with warm saliva from my mouth,exciting it with the soft caress of my tongue. I. She started moving the wand in small forward and back movements. Slow at first building faster.Natalie pushed back on my cock as hard as she could as she clenched her muscles down so hard again my cock would neither move in or out. “Oh, Pete, PETE, OH MY GOD, PETE!”, Nat squealed as she dropped the vibrator and fell into my wife’s waiting arms her head resting on my Maggi’s silky bush. I began thrusting, she said, “not to hard; Pete, I want you to cum in my mouth.” Nat whispered. I acknowledged. "What?" Lane asked."It's not really debauchery if we're married, huh?" That's my understanding. Just a few decades ago, though, eating that delicious pussy of yours was an unnatural act." A law that was probably broken a lot," I said."I would've risked prison," I said. "You're delicious. And it's fun feeling you come." I'm putting that on the list for this evening," I said. "Turnabout's fair play, too." Gosh, I hope so." You like me doing that, don't you?" I smiled."Yes, indeed I do."I admit, I.