The other three had blonde hair and slightly smaller breasts, but otherwise were nearly identical, except for the color of their wings. “Look,” th... blue-winged one gasped while pointing. His face warmed even more as all four turned to look at the swelling bulge in his damp shorts. A chorus of giggles and purring sounds erupted from them. The purple-winged leader darted toward his crotch and said, “Show us.” “Show you my…” He trailed off as the paralysis that had held him vanished. The blonde. I can taste my wife on her lips. She forces her tongue into my mouth and we share a rough kiss. I put my hand between her legs and slide a finger in her slit. She moans than whispers “fuck her now” I spread my wife’s legs and move myself in between. I spread her cunt open and move inside her. This is familiar. It is very good. She is tight and she looks at me with big eyes. “Did you like it when she licked you” “Oh yes. It was so good, so good. Did you like fucking her?” “Oh yes, she is a good. She slowly rode him. Again, I was reminded that this was a real couple and not a porn video on my computer. They were making love, not fucking. Soon, she was moaning and groaning with each gyration of her hips. The sounds and smells of hot, passionate sex were filling the room. By now I had my own dick out of my jeans and was slowly stroking myself. Just minutes later - I guess that’s all it takes when you have a dick like Bob’s - Jen was overcome with pleasure as an orgasm washed over her. It. Plunkett, how’s it going?” Spalding asked in a friendly voice. Darrell looked up and grinned.“How’s it going, Spalding? You missed the last Chastebois meeting.” Darrell lowered his voice when he said this, although the streets in their suburban neighborhood were deserted.“Yeah, we had an away game, and didn’t get back on the bus until seven Sunday night. Hey, it’s none of my business, but how did it go with your secretary?” Spalding was a little afraid to ask this out in the public, but he had.