Her breast and nipples were hard and she said it felt good to feel his naked skin against hers. Taking his hand, she led him back to the sofa and once...there he sat down and opened his legs so she could have easier access to his pubic area. Dropping to her knees, she stared directly at his penis, her body on fire with anticipation of what she was about to do. Tentatively, she reached out and took his penis in her hand. It immediately sprang to life and began to grow with his anticipation of what. It fucked.The woman's moans rose to screams. She tightened even further. Her thighs stiffened. She started coming. She held her pet like a vice. Her shrieks followed the pattern of her increased motions. She spasmed. She buckled against her whore and cried obscenities. She called her the worst of names. Then she sank down to her knees and pulled the ruined face of her toy over her silk clad chest. She held it up against her shoulder.For a while she lay panting against the door. She hugged her. After a few email exchanges, we made telephone contact to arrange for a meeting. Las Vegas seemed like the perfect venue so we agreed to travel there for a long weekend of nylon based fun.We agreed to meet at one of the lounges at the Bellagio Hotel across from the Paris where we were staying. None of us had much difficulty spotting one another as our wives were looking divine in stunning short cocktail dresses and glossy sheer pantyhose with eye popping sexy, strappy, dressy high heels showing. I decided to let her come, so I intensified my sucking and fucking, sucking hard on her clit, sucking it in and out between my lips as I slid the pick dildo in and out of her pussy. Soon, she pushed her hips up hard, and she came hard, moaning and groaning in pleasure. I kept sucking her clit, prolonging the pleasure until she pulled my head away from her pussy and said she’d had enough. Well, I was now ready to fuck my beautiful wife, so I spread her legs wide as she laid reclined back on.