" These were not the moans of pain. They were moans of one body relaxing and responding to another. Moans of acceptance. " Ohhh. Ohhh. Uuhhh. Uuhhh. U...hhh. Ohhh." Kim continued responding to my gentleness. " Ohhh. Ohhh. Uuhhh. Uuhhh. Uuhhh. Ooohhhhhhh." Kim was moving in time with me, her pace increasing as mine did, her pelvic area grinding against mine. Kim felt the stirrings deep inside her. Slowly, she was becoming aroused. I was kissing and fondling Kim, moving in cadencewith her as I felt. His precum was flowing and tasted so good and sweet. I love to suck and lick balls. His balls are so big I cannot get both in mouth at once. This turned into him slipping out from under me and letting me take his place on the couch. He then went to work bringing my 8 inches to a thick hardness for his oral pleasure. He then gave compliment after compliment to me on his love of my large cock. He drooled and slurped till he came up for a breather. He voiced his desire for the chance to stuff it. I thought about ignoring the message and getting dressed. Then I considered the two glasses of wine that my wife had with dinner and figured that she was feeling a bit naughty. I decided to see what she had in store for me.I fumbled with the small bit of cloth set to cover my cock. As I held it up, it hung as a triangle from the string-thin waist band. "Here goes nothing," I thought as I lower the g-string and stepped into it with my left foot then my right. The material stretched as I pulled. "Is Mike home?" I asked softly."Yeah," she answered. I watched her step back to usher us in, a flicker of unease as my new friend nodded to her and offered a very pleasant smile as he ducked through the doorway."Mike, Jack's here," she chimed, waving for us to follow along. I'd always loved their house, the spacious rooms; the simple elegance in Peggy's choice of furnishings.I watched her stroll ahead of us, a very pretty woman, petite, probably forty-two years old or so, buxom for how short.