Her own cunt was sopping wet; my tongue explored her labia's before probing in between as I sucked on her clitoris. It was only a few minutes before w... both exploded with pleasure from the first of many climaxes we were to enjoy, coupled with the muffled sounds being emitted from our mouths being buried in each other's pubic hair.Finally sated for the time being, she crawled up beside me and held my wrists tight against my head. She held and kissed me, loving the taste of our juices as we. “It don’t matter,” Corey opined.Mike headed out of the room and returned a few minutes later. He had two red plastic cups, a one-liter bottle of Paul Masson, and a can of cola. “I drink mine straight. Wasn’t sure if you like to mix or not. Pour up I’m gonna go get the weed.”Corey poured himself a drink and waited. Mike came back in with the sandwich bag full of Kush, the chocolate-flavored cigars, and an ashtray. “Fix me a drink,” he said as he went about rolling up the blunt.Mike lit up and. Even from a distance I could see that her nipples were hard and I even. she had on a large floppy hat and a pair of high fashion sunglasses. She was struggling with a family large suitcase and she had on a backpack style purse that the straps seemed to push her tits together making the cleavage even more prominent. Then a drunk idiot seem to show up and he was trying to d**** himself all over her and it was quickly evident that they were together but it looked like she was not impressed with. He pulled me behind a big potted plant to hide us from the cocktail hour crowd. “I felt he was coming on to me…and that if I turned him down or humiliated him, your career would suffer.” Sob. “I didn’t know what to do. I am your wife. My job is to support you. What if I did the wrong thing and he hurts your career?” I paused. Shaking. “So, one thing led to another and…yes, I gave him oral sex. Nothing more.” Sob. “It wasn’t an affair or even romance. I just thought I should be the best wife I.