I do." "Hey, this is a lot different than the last time yousaid 'I do'." With the dress on she was definitely headed for a closeencounter of the org...smic kind. Larry could only stand there with hisaltered form exposed, his reduced penis still hanging out of theembarrassing panties, and let events proceed. His wife blew him a kissand selected her jewelry and shoes, the latter being a pair of redbeauties with block heels. She strutted around the room, rolling hershoulders to make her boobs. Her nose could be in his pubic hair and she still was not choking. Frank kept saying. Oh that is good. Thats good. Oh, use your tongue like that. I could tell she was giving him an excellent blow job. I remembered something I had seen in several port movies and wanted to see it with Sue the star. Frank what I want you to do is just before you cum I want you to pull from her mouth so I can watch you pump your cum into her. He just grunted as he continued to fuck her mouth. When he was getting. She must have felt it, because she angled her body around, for all appearances to grab her drink from the bar, but secretly grinding her ass into my crotch. “Ooooh, Is that for me?” she said, picking up her glass, but giving me a wink. “Yes” I replied, rising to the game. “I thought you might like a stiff one”. We giggled and flirted some more until she spotted her hubby coming through the door. She had explained he had arranged to come and collect her on his way home. He made his way over, and. I admit that being passive and powerless liberated me from the stress of proper behaviour. I abandoned all that stressful responsibility for my own actions. Why? For some reason i cannot, do not, fight this women off as i would some male who groped me. It was almost an out-of-body experience, watching myself allowing her hands to crawl over me. I didn't get lesbian pleasure out of this. (I am strictly heterosexual - i am not a closet lesbian.) But I was getting a sort of meta-pleasure out of.