His eyes level with my soft but decent six inches of meat dangling between my legs. Some water splashed on his mouth and he licked his lips. "Yes sir,...what can I do for you," he said with his mouth parted open and tongue clicking his teeth. The faggot, I thought. I swung around to avoid his gaze but that only made my wet cock slap him in the face, right on the mouth - the tip of my (slowly hardening) cock slipped inside his mouth for a few seconds (but long enough to feel his warm tongue bathe. She picked up the cards and began to shuffle the deck asking what the game was. Nobody answered her, so she began to deal as she announced: "5 card stud, ten dollar buy-in." Ted returned from the bathroom where he had left the door open and seemed lost as he walked into the room not having his usual chair. My wife was not taking any shit and could dish it right back out as well as any man. "Suck it up buttercup, pull up another chair and play poker or go home and tell your wife a mean girl took. My wife and I were cleaning up afterward. From previous experience, I knew that two times in one session was my wife's limit. I wanted more, but was pretty sure that she wouldn't let me fuck her again. I thought that she might let me nurse her boobs a little bit more, so I eagerly started sucking on them again, savoring every sweet drop. It wasn't long, and my wife was massaging my cock, getting me hard again. I knew that this day was going to be one to remember. I knew I'd get it at. “Do you want me to fuck your hole with it first?”He stood and opened his slit. Cum was still oozing out, slowly dripping down his smooth taint.“I’d love to have you inside me.”I held my hand out and he gave me my severed clit. It was still slick with my juices and warm too.He climbed onto the table, resting his thighs on top of mine and presenting his hole to me. I turned my clit so that the neater end would go into him. He was panting with anticipation. I teased his tiny opening with it at.