Grabbing my cock she ran her tongue down the shaft and then got it between my balls, licking broadly. I could hear her licking, and it felt good. Her ...inger began to shyly probe my ass, gently. Soon she leaned back, looked up at me, and put the head of my cock in her mouth and began to suck hard, griping my shaft tightly with 1 hand, working to make me cum. It was good, furious, her showing me how willing she was to please, wanting my cum.I was overcome seeing her like this, I knew. I lifted. I get up, check the mirror. I seem to look OK. I walk to the door, peer thru the viewer, but something is blocking the view. I can't see who is there. The knocking and doorbell keep going, finally I hear her voice, "Diane, open the door. Don't embarrass me with my guest!" A guest?Reluctantly I open the door wide, say good evening and stand waiting as she and this magnificent man walk in. He is 6'6" if he is an inch, 250 but no fat at all, maybe 40, dark hair with a hint of stylish gray at. When he was hard, with a rather normal six-inch penis, he would mount her and pump until he came. Sometimes he would last long enough for her to orgasm before him, but most times not. Whether she had an orgasm was of no concern to him; she was there to receive his seed, her pleasure was a secondary benefit and nothing more. If she didn't orgasm she was disappointed but knowing she pleasured him was enough.She became pregnant very early in the marriage and this seemed to change him. Never had he. She looked over her shoulder just in time for me to move my eyes back up to meet hers but not before she caught me rearranging my ever tightening jeans. Her lace covered fingers rested on her hips and sexily moved down her body over her thighs to her ankles. Eye contact wasn't broken.'So... really... What do you think?' She smiled.'I think Darren will love it, especially those gloves...' I offered, not quite sure of what my response SHOULD be...'But, don't you love it too,' she purred as she.