Finally, he began to relax his grip as he started to slide his slippery cock from my mouth. I looked up at him just as he removed his dick and then wi...ed it across my lips, across my face. I should have been insulted. But when he held it still in front of my mouth again, I bent over and kissed it. I kissed the head."Good boy. That was great," Randy said as he collapsed in a chair. "Now go get us a beer. But don't wipe your face. I want to see that cum on your face."It took all I could but I. It's so hard to keep my cock settle so I don't surprise her. But I think she's doing this on purpose, so our first year anniversary is comic up and I plan on getting at least a bj. And I know exactly where I want it, in my bathroom shower with hot water running down us as we passionaly explore each other body. First I would undress her and we would kiss as we both walk into the shower I'd turn the hot water on as I feel her smooth body making my way down to her toned ass. She would moan and cry. Maybe I’ve had too much to drink. Yes? We have? Well, I don’t give a damn. And neither should you. You coil tightly around my body, press me hard into you. But you do it like a dance, like water. And you seem to coat every bit of me. With your flesh and with your hands. You’re drenching me and drowning me so I gasp for breath. How quickly your hands have moved, like spiders. Coated in webs of passion, I’m now burning alive. In my soul and in my mind. Like we were made into a cocktail, shaken. He fucked her for almost an hour non stop. No wonder my wife enjoys having sex with him. He stopped and I heard a whisper but couldn't make it out. My wife changed sides and she was facing Tim. I could hear them whispering, so I ran my hand up my wife's leg all the way to her pussy. She very carefully spread her legs so I could sink three fingers in her freshly fucked pussy. I pulled the fingers out of her and put them in my mouth. Sure enough she had been fucked. She wouldn't let me fuck her.