I was exhausted. My wife said that it was now Jan’s turn, and asked me if I’d like a taste. Jan got up and went over to the recliner and sat...down. Motioning me with her finger I went over and knelt between her legs. I licked her lips and spreading them apart thrust my tongue inside her. I worked my way to her clit, my wife must have had her close because after a few moment with my tongue on it she trust her hips upward and came all over my face. She had me get up and helped me. Tickle his sweet asshole with your finger like they all love, and speed him up for your sweet reward. Smiling and now truly aroused, she stepped back towards her room. On the threshold of her patio, she paused at the edge of the glare of her porch light and looked down to find footing for her bare feet. As she moved into the patio light, she glanced into the room next door once more, much closer now. She was stunned to come eye to eye with her tall handsome neighbor, who had spotted her and. He says, “What, you’re not even going to let me try on anything?” as he reaches behind and rubs my buzzed head. I smile and say “not a chance” and I kiss his neck and reach down into his underwear and play with his cock. He returns the favor and reaches behind his back and grabs a hold of mine. I quickly turn him around. With our bulges rubbing against each other he puts both arms around my neck and shoves his tongue down my throat and we start making out passionately. I pull his briefs down. Derek was steaming."Was that smoke coming out of his nose?" I asked. "Shit, I think he's singed all the hairs in his nose." I say. Derek tries to lung at me but Michelle stands her ground and I give a little ground."I have to go", I say, "Dirk, what is your tailors name. I'd love to know who poured those clothes on you", and as I turn and walk away Derek explains how he is going to make a pretzel out of me. Michelle barely manages to keep him in control until I'm gone.As I walk out of the.