I felt her grip loosen until her fingers barely touched me. I could feel just a light touch, like multiple feathers petting me. She brushed me with th... palm of her hand, then she stroked my cock head bringing her fingers down from the top like picking a mushroom. I began to squirm and moan. Then she began to hum softly. Some old song I could not recognize but she filled my ears with her soft, loving sounds. I closed my eyes, swept up in the sensation of her hand, the warmth of her body, and. I could hear voices and laughter as several foot steps made their way back to the dining table. My wife called her by name. It was the same friend she had been talking to on the phone and a man with her that she introduced as her husband. I could hear them whispering and her friend's voice blurted out, “Really? Still?” I then heard a bottle of wine being opened and poured into glasses. My wife then repositioned her self back on the chair, lifted her skirt back up and spread her legs. I could. A guy walked in sat down a couple rows in front of me, then walked out looking at me as he went by. next thing i knew he is sitting down next to me, i started to get nervous, (thinking that he wanted something) sure enough, i felt his hand on my jeans rubbing my cock, i picked up his hand and moved it away, (it felt great) but i wasnt gay. next thing i know his hand is on my cock again, squeezing it, i feel it gettting harder, bigger, i look at him he smiles and undoes my zipper, i lok. The closer she go to climax she gyrated her hips and was pretty much grinding my face and came as I shoved my face deeper as I tongue fucked her until she stopped cumming. I rolled her over on her stomach and pulled her to the edge of the bed. I didn't bother wasting time, I rammed my cock deep her pussy as she let out a loud moan, not sure if it was out of pleasure or pain, I didn't care because she was loving the abuse. I pounded away at her pussy going harder and harder with every thrust as.