I won't let the stranger join us just yet, I have to get you ready first,and he doesn't seem to mind just watching us.I grab the bottle of lube I made...sure was handy and squirt a little of the strawberry scented substance on my fingers, moving your g-string and slicking up your hole while you sit doggy style and push back on my fingers eagerly. You little slut. I smile press into your prostate to make you yell. "I think you're ready now." I whisper and turn you so you're laying between my legs,. She licked my pussy and sucked on my clit while gripping my hips, holding me to her mouth, until I squirted all over her face (yes, I am a squirter, and so far only my husband and her have ever been able to make me squirt). His eyes swung to mine and he kissed me nice and deep while he played with my titties. She is still down on me, eating away, making my body go wild. I reach for my husband’s big, hot, hard, weeping cock; wanting to feel it in my hands, in my mouth, anywhere. He tore his. She jumped a little when her bum touched my chin and lifted her hips a little. She was being very careful, touching her pussy on my face then lifting up; using me to tease herself.She was pushing my cock forward so that it was pointing up and using her brush to softly rub up and down. When I lifted my head and licked her pussy I was rewarded with a sigh of approval.“Good boyfriend, keep that up and we might commute some of your sentence.”I was happy to continue, my only concern was if my neck. My boyfriend had been at work and I had missed him. All day I was in the mood and started to get frustrated I began to play with myself a little. Teasing myself. Never actually coming to an orgasm, waiting for the real thing. When he got home Evan decided he wanted to go to the Pub for dinner and a few drinks. It is just around the corner so we walked, so we could both drink. I couldn’t keep my mind out of his pants all night. After a few drinks, I was getting drunker and hornier. I reached.