I remember my hubby asking "If I liked the scene I was watching"I remember answering "Yes, it really looks hot" as my hubby fondled one my breast and ...ifted the jacket edges off my crotch. My hairless swollen labia lips were hungry for attention as my hubbies hand softly stroked one side of my legs and lips. I remember moaning softly "Mmm that feels good" as he tugged my lips apart with his fingers, knowing that Larry was looking. Watching the woman on the screen stroking two erect cocks at. This time She was messing around with some man in reception, they were larking about and She was sat on his lap. Suddenly he moved his legs, causing Her to fall back and Her legs open a bit, giving me a rare and lovely view of stocking-tops and knickers. I still masturbate to that memory today, years later. Such a lucky view and such a lovely, lovely girl. I loved being bashful when I saw Her, unable to look Her in the eyes or talk properly, while She was always so kind, hopefully cause She. So i started to suck my own cum out of her pussy till she was completely clean. This made me hard again, so she told me to jerk off onto her feet and clean them too, since I liked licking them so much. After she was cleaned up, and stayed the night and left early the next morning before I was awake. I awoke to a text from her saying she had taken a quick shower and headed back to Brad's, and that she would be back later that night...From that day on I became her cuckold. She would send me. In my head all I could think off over and over again wasMelissa saying, "It's a date," as she agreed to meet me after work."Was it a date, like a real date?" I asked myself. Deep down inside Iknew it was probably just a figure of speech, but my 17 year old maleself kept hoping she meant a real date. I'd spent the last couple ofyears day dreaming about going on an actual date with Melissa, but Inever thought it would be in the circumstances I found myself in."I should be wearing jeans t shirt.