"How's Walter doing tonight," she got into bed and grabbed it. "Is that bad old prostrate giving you more problems?" she asked."My bladder is empty an... I did give Walter a nice scrub down hoping that tonight I might find comfort in that warm, wet cave of yours." My warm wet cave needs a visit tonight and there isn't anyone but Walter willing to come inside," she mounted him. "If your heart races badly, let me know." It won't," he thumbed the nipples to her breasts. She felt a wonderful chill. Dr. Harris said, "Linda, do you hear me dear?"Linda said, "Yes, I hear you."Dr Harris said, "Come over here, lay on the floor in front of your husband and keep fucking yourself. I want you to suck your husband's cock. When I let him climax, you will suck his sperm and it will taste just like chocolate pudding; and you love chocolate pudding so much that when Peter comes in your mouth you just cannot get enough of it."Linda moved to the floor and laid in front of her husband, who was still. My hot cum blasted out of my cock, up to my stomach, chest, and onto my chin as well. I smiled at Greg after my orgasm subsided. I leaned over and licked my cum from his hand. It was a special moment between two friends.We had similar nights like that over the years, but it never progressed beyond blowjobs and handjobs.Beverly, Greg's mother, was the person that I trusted the most in the entire world. She was the first to encourage me and support me. When we became occasional secret lovers, we. I saw the girls on the couch looking very alive with a slight hunger in their eyes. I looked down while Jolyn put her warm mouth on the tip of my penis and started sucking me while still holding my sack. I looked back to the couch and was met by Christina’s eyes and smile. She looked at me with a clear look of sexual intent in her eyes. Had I met her in a club looking at me like that I know I would have trouble staying faithful to my wife. She had her legs crossed and I could have sworn her.