“Lick my shoes, Cuckold,” she barked. I did as ordered, with my tongue I washed every inch of her patent CFM shoes until she was satisfied.Allowin... me to kneel again, she held her hand under my chin and told me to open wide. With that, I felt a cock pushing into my mouth...Something I had never felt before. The taste of my wife’s sex, mixed with her lover’s cum was unmistakable. I did my best to do as she asked; I sucked and licked him until his cock was rock hard and ready to explode.The taste. The constant drumming of the late summer rain on the metal roof of their RV combined with the frequent lightning and thunder were keeping her awake. The tight sleeping conditions didn’t help. The convertible kitchen bed was barely queen size. She and John were crammed into its tight confines.She glanced at the curtain that separated the driving cab from the rear. Sam grabbed a sleeping bag and sacked out between the captain’s chairs.John had been unusually tired. She sighed. They were both. They did not worry about me and kept on wacking their meat till they blew their loads. Two more times I watched from a distance as these men jacked off, my pussy dripping, I was not sure what was making me so turned on. Then I was watching again and decided I would walk up to them which I did. They did not miss a beat and I stood right there, in the circle as they jacked off. Afterwards I went back to my cabin and frigged my coochie to a mind blowing orgasim. I knew I had to take it to the. Today was Friday and I decided that I needed to get out of the house. My husband had been in Europe all week now and wouldn’t be back until next weekend, so I was free to go play. I mean I only intended to do some dancing so what would be the big deal. Once I had made up my mind, I was restless all day long. Finally, I was home and taking a long hot shower after eating my dinner. It was already nine as I dressed in my burgundy lace bra and panties, a black mid-thigh skirt with splits up both.