Beyond which, sex with Roger had long ago settled into a monotonous routine that neither of them seemed able to break out of and she knew every move h... would make, every sound he would utter by heart.In any case, she would not be able to wear that lingerie again until she had been able to launder it.But now was not the time to dwell on such things. Determinedly, she dismissed these disappointing memories to focus once more on the here and now and the promise of what was waiting for her. He stood erect at about 10 inches, thick, hard and waiting, the pre cum already running. She manouvered and made him sit up while she got on her knees and took as much of him as she could in her mouth. He let out a cry of pleasure once he felt her tongue and she sucked on him till he shuddered.She took him all the way down her throat and sucked on him as hard as he wanted. Her mouth was dripping with saliva and precum by the time she was done and his dick was all wet from her service. She got. 2 long months without any sex, I was so horny. I could feel my erection building and 5 years of suppressed forbidden desires bursting out. Dan was probably fucking Tina right now I told myself again, Beth probably needs some attention, better me than some random man who she will run off with. I'd be doing Dan a favour really, I tried to convince myself, helping calm Beth down so I could warn him to cool it with Tina. "Do you approve?" she asked, knowing that I obviously did. My eyes were fixed. The door was unlocked, but they weren't in the kitchen. I walked upstairs and then I heard some a small moan. The bedroom door was partly open, and all I saw was my wife's head bobbing up and down in a man's lap. The man was Steve, and it was easy to see it. He has a Seattle Seahawk tattooed on his right forearm, that same forearm that was guiding my wife's head. Barb is a beautiful little pixie blond. Her hair was just covers her eyes, but it's short enough that I could see her mouth slurping.