It was tight under the table, but I managed to stay under the table as I took his semi-erect cock into my hand and licked the length of it before taki...g the head between my lips. It would have been easier if he pushed his chair back from the table, but he perhaps was self-conscious in front of the others. Not so self-conscious, though, that his cock quickly became erect and his sighing turned to soft moans, one hand holding the edge of the table and the other on top my head as it began. I came as I swallowed. I came again when she used both hands to grip my hair and hold my mouth to her cunt. She came when she joined me on the floor and I kissed her with a mouthful of her own piss!These things I remember!I get up off the stool, but lower my head and lick my own juices from it. That simple kinky little act takes my mind back to the mornings I woke up in her arms and kissed her, tasting my own juices on her lips.Or the mornings when we were probably both a little drunk from the. Alexis’ hand replaced his wife’s, but traveled ever further up his thigh. Matt looked at his wife and again she nodded. A few minutes later Jillian switched seats with Sarah and within seconds, Matt could tell Alexis and Sarah were competing to see who could get the closest to his cock without actually touching it. After what felt like an eternity, Alexis switched seats with Amanda who immediately resumed stroking his leg. “I hope you are enjoying your birthday surprise,” Amanda whispered in. I knocked lightly and not waiting for a response I tried the door, which was open and walked in. She was not yet in bed, but contrary to what I was expecting, she was wearing a long flannel nightgown. I moved toward her and she spoke, “We can’t do it, I’m sorry, Ricky.” Thinking she was putting up the same argument she did just before we fucked each other, earlier I told her, “Yes we can, sis. We have already done it we can do it again.” “No, you don’t understand, we just can’t do it.”.