"I'm getting close baby," Daryl said softly to my wife."Cum in his mouth," Deanna ordered.My cock twitched as her words echoed in my head. I wanted it... I was not only her bitch. I was his.I backed off his long shaft and noisily slurped on his big cock head as Daryl stroked his meat."Here it comes queer," Daryl warned as his cock started to spit into my mouth. He had fucked my wife and my mouth for nearly an hour but he had not yet cum. His climax was overwhelming. I gulped his copious cream as. Having all those strange hands and tongues all over me while being blindfolded was one of the most erotic experiences of my life.Once Steve finally arrived, my pleasure got kicked up several notches. Steve was very surprised and extremely grateful that we had granted him his bondage wish. He came over and kissed me all over my body, saying, "Thank you Carolyn," with every kiss. Then I suddenly felt him licking my pussy and pinching my clit as I moaned in ecstasy. A few seconds later I felt his. After one such errant toss, she came back to the ball return and looked at Tim. ‘You won’t learn much by watching me,’ she said in a soft, pleasant voice. ‘Oh, I wouldn’t be so sure,’ Tim replied, ‘you throw a very good ball.’ She said nothing as she turned back to pick up her spare. Tim went back to his lanes and began practicing again, using different balls, speeds, and angles to make it tougher on himself. After five minutes or so, it was she who was watching as Tim’s ball went right of his. That wouldn't have been a catastrophe if it had happened to us; we could always walk the mile back and wait for a passing car to flag down. But that was a worst-case scenario I wanted very much to avoid. If somebody cared about the gate I'd destroyed there conceivably could have been charges of vandalism, trespassing, etc. More important, we'd be asked pretty insistently what we'd wanted down there, and we were a bit past the age where we could get away with the teenie-bopper excuse of looking.