“That was fantastic, Jayne” I say, “but we have to go. People will be missing us..”“I know, I know, John.” She says and within seconds she...��s fixing her dress and cleaning herself up, poses in front of me.“How do I look?”“Stunning” I reply.“Thanks, Coach!” she replies, winking at me. And with that, she heads out of the room and back downstairs to the party, leaving me and my rapidly shrinking cock on the bed behind her. I gather myself for a moment and catch a glimpse of our wedding photo on the. She squeezed his cock through his pants and rubbed it gently. "Don't worry," she whispered, "you won't regret it." He frowned again and sent a withering stare in the direction of the waiter. As they walked out of the restaurant together, he remembered why he liked taking her out so much; every man in the place turned to admire her as she strolled past with her arm hooked into his elbow. And she was something to look at. With her shoulder-length hair styled neatly into a bob and her Asian. That continued for over five minutes, with him uncharacteristically standing in one place for a long time, and felt that his cock was hard and thick against my arm.We had stopped talking about sports, and Lorenzo said, breathily in broken English, “You realize what you’re doing to me, don’t you Dave? If so, I’ve waited for years to get this kind of reaction from you, and hope you’re not teasing me.”I smiled and asked, “What are you talking about, Lorenzo, rubbing yourself against my arm? I’ve. She does get so lubricated so easily anymore. At first it did take a bit, but now it is like a never-ending stream coming from her.Both stare at the other as they please themselves, getting closer and closer to climaxing. It does not take long before Donald shoots his wad, and Emma cries out as she cums, soaking her hand. Donald takes her hand and licks it clean as she does the same to his sperm covered fingers. They fall together in a satisfying heap on the bed. Donald pulls the comforter.