I didn't have to wonder for too long what was going to happen. I felt her hand gliding over the shaft of my cock and then her breath on the head of my...cock. It was torture knowing her warm, hot, sensual mouth with so close, but those lips were not wrapped around my cock head. It didn't take long, but soon she had my cock in her mouth and was expertly bobbing back and forth, taking as much as she could with each stroke.What happened next made me blow my load right then and there. Krystal moved. She turned back to me and, with her back to the guys, bent forward and placed her hands on my thighs. My friends were getting an eyeful of Anita’s thong gusset as she slowly opened her legs and dropped her shoulders further. With one hand she then began to rub the cleft of her buttocks over her tiny thong, gradually going lower and lower until it was between her legs and over her pussy. My sexy wife began to moan. Mitch was trying to hold the video steady and I noticed he was struggling with a. ‘April 1944. That’s when you met her?’ ‘No, we knew one another before.’ The initial excitement when I first saw her flooded back. ‘Well, that’s not strictly correct. I knew her, but I doubt she ever noticed me. To be frank, I had a serious crush on her, even before that day. Not that I would have dared to tell her, for one thing, she was almost two years older.’ ‘My guess is, she still is.’ I ignored Tom’s infantile humour. ‘The war was great for youngsters, but I’d grown into an adult. It was. Her gullet was spasming and contracting my glans, stimulating the ultra-sensitive nerve endings of my bloated head. At the same time, my shaft was being massaged vigourously by her soft hands and the combination of both supremely pleasurable sensations was fast bringing me over the edge. Anticipating my orgasm, I felt her hands tightly clutch my overly thick root to delay my climax. Her expert handling of my giant tool allowed her oral assault of my dong to.