When I was sure I had a good hold of Mis. Johnson I stood up and she rapped her legs around me. As I turned to the side I carefully stepped over the b...nch so I was straddling it. Afterwards I laid her down on the bench then began thrusting my wood in and out of her as fast as I could."Oh. Oh fuck" Mis Johnson delightful cried out. I thought she was getting close to climaxing and it kind of felt like I was getting close myself but something didn't feel rigth.That was when I woke up panting.. I kept my hands on there for few minutes and then started pressing her boobs. She didn’t resist, she was enjoying it. I bent a bit and kissed her neck and she turned to me and-She: don’t do anything plzShe said with such a tone as if she didn’t meant to…Me: I just want to feel it and nothing moreAnd I just kissed her and she also did in turned. I was rock hard below. We kissed for a long time and I kept fondling with her boobs. Then I pulled up her top, she was wearing a black bra. I had always. God, she was so damn fuckable. I should be able to do it. Any sensible man would. I'm supposed to be the one to do it. Me. Her husband. Yet... here I was.As her eyes pleaded with me, I yanked my shorts down. I showed her the truth. It lay bare before her, half limp, unable to perform its duty no matter how much she yearned for it. I flicked it a few times and it actually shrank, recoiling from what had been made off-limits. What belonged to the men waiting next door. What it didn't. By stripping and putting his cock up his own ass."He balked at that a bit, saying that he hadn't come all the way up from Langley just to have me watch him 'do his thing.' And I told him it was show or no go."Damn, he wanted that 'sp' real bad; he hemmed and hawed for a few minutes, then, finally, took off his pants."I have to say, I was startled by the size of his penis. It was 20 inches long if an inch! But the most unusual thing about it was how flexible it was when hard! The kid looked like.