She was gasping and panting. Her whole body was tensing up. Her wrists and ankles tugged against their restraints, enhancing her agony and ecstasy. Sh... threw her head back and started to moan. Her hips heaved up and down against his fingers and the vibrator.Suddenly he pulled the vibrator away and took his fingers out of her, leaving her humping thin air. "Noooooo! Don’t stop!" she wailed."Oh, I thought you wanted me to stop? I thought you didn’t want to cum?" he teased. She felt her impending. ‘You want fuck fuck’ she eagerly responded and the boys face lit up big time. I proped myself onto my bed against my pillows, and drew my legs up, giving the boy a clear view of my open crotch, ‘What the fuck’, went through my mind as he drank in my womanhood, in its full splender. His s****r took no notice of my change in position on my bed, as from her angle I looked like I was just sitting drinking, but from the foot of my bed, he was guest of honer, and when I slipped my left arm down my. She met my father, who was in college, when he went into a coffee shop and she waited on him. I think they dated three months before they got married. All that Victor advice on not hurrying into relationships was mostly for the tender young girls in the family. I guess it didn’t apply to the men. Anyway, what she knew about college campuses was from living in a town with one, as opposed to being on one very much.“Where will they sleep?” I asked, perking up because I’d just thought of a deal. My wife and I, he says pointing over to a striking woman at another table, where wondering if you guys wanted a little company in the back room. Well that depends what you two had in mind, I reply as I continue to finger my wife. Nothing you two wouldnt enjoy, he answers with a devilish grin. He turns around and walks back to the table where his wife is at. I slide my finger back up into my wifes pussy and wiggle it around a little while I talk to her. Well what do you think baby? Swinging.