I slowly with my other hand would slide the dildo closer and closer. With one hand I squirted lube, lots of lube on it. I finally get the nerve up and...I start and I slide it to the opening of her pussy. I let the head barely get in as I tease her up and down but not going in. She moans as she slides her hips down on it trying to get it. I continue to tease her and I step up by her head, I lean down and kiss her on the lips. I then whisper in her ear that is going to find out what I have been. "Why Carol, you have beautiful eyes! I don't know why you thought they were ugly!" Mark said, surprised. "But they don't move... I can't see you, so they don't follow. They just stare straight ahead," she said. "That doesn't matter, Carol. They are beautiful anyway. You are beautiful," Mark said. Carol reached out and grabbed him and pulled him to her and wrapped her arms around his neck, giving him a long, deep, passionate kiss. She parted her lips when she felt Mark's tongue and welcomed it. I cannot enjoy the privileges of a dominant lover while also living as Jeanne's cuckold husband.I smiled as I realized that this was a choice I'd made weeks earlier. It was why I was finally able to come home. Since I returned home I'd been gingerly tiptoeing around my new role, but I hadn't yet fully embraced it. A surge of excitement rippled through my loins as I realized that it was now time to take the final step. I wanted to be Jeanne's cuckold husband and it was time to begin living that. I can’t believe that I’m almost as excited about servicing Mark as I get from his licking me. I adore the sensation of his thick man-organ in my mouth and hardly want to stop. I only stop when Mark gently pushes my forehead back. “You don’t want me to cum already, surely?” he says.The truth is that I wouldn’t care if he did, but I let him pull away. I manage to raise my buttocks enough to get the skirt out of the way and spread my legs. Mark is there, between my thighs in an instant. I’m.