“That was the best thing I ever felt in my whole life.”To give Bob the credit, he tried to gross her out.“Okay, tell you what. I’ll let you se... it, if you promise to suck it.”Her eyes stared into his. She licked her lips.“Okay.”“Don’t play with me, little girl.” he said, not believing her.“There’s no campfire around.” she said. “You can’t lie if there’s no campfire.”He stared at her. He realized they were looking at each other with moonlight, now. The sun had gone down while they ... negotiated. My wife held onto the chain connecting my wrists, pulling my hands above my head as Beth pinned me to the bed. This was definitely a strange turn of events. I was at the mercy of the horny women and my dick twitched in anticipation of what would happen next. Beth sat up on top of my stomach, staring down at me trapped below her. My dick had regained its rigidity, the head resting against her soft ass. I could see Tammy moving around the bed until she towered over my face, her legs on either. Um... damage your whole perception of love and stuff," I couldn't suppress a giggle."It's probably a bit late to worry about that!" I said, and bless him, he laughed too, realising how pompous he sounded. After that it was open season. We told each other everything sexual we had ever done. It turned out that I had started to masturbate just weeks before him, despite our age difference. He was impressed. Having our own bedrooms had a lot to answer for! A school friend had told him about wanking,. "I couldn't take this for much longer. I had to cum. She must have felt I was close because she leaned back and, as a stream of saliva dripped from my cock on to her breasts, looked up at me uttered the four greatest words in the English language:"Cum on my face."She took me down her throat once again and my first spurt went straight into her gullet. She felt the familiar swell of my cock ejaculating and brought me out and pointed my cock at her forehead. My next spurt hit her above her right.