I put my hands on her breasts and played with her nipples as she began to slip me between her soft and tight pussy lips, soon engulfing my whole shaft... She bottomed out on me and stopped moving, just sitting there feeling me inside her. Her pussy was tight and milking my shaft. Looking into my eyes, she just milked my cock as I played with her breasts. One of her hands reached back and lifted my balls, softly kneading them. This was a Sue I had never seen before. Confident and sure of herself,. She pulled my t-shirt over my head and stroked my chest. She sat on the bed and pulled me towards her so I was standing in front of her. My hands teased her breasts as my fingers tweaked her nipples. She slowly undid my belt and popped the button, allowing the zip to be free. She eased the zip down and my jeans fell to the floor. She next eased my boxers down and my cock sprung out. Looking at me her hand touched me for the first time, her fingers easing round my shaft and her thumb teasing the. Up on your feet. Move it."The left their bar stools reluctantly and stood there, uneasy with howclose they were together and what that might lead to. Sure enough,more commands were spoken, demanding additional kissing and necking,along with them running their hands up and down each others' barelycovered figures. Because their wives didn't allow them to ejaculate,despite lots of visual and physical teasing, they were perpetuallyhorny. As a result, even the unwanted stimulation they were. Of both sexes in it!“But the piece de resistance is Master’s fine prick, which will have you singing his praises forever! Which is a good thing, because once you’re affected by Schumacher Syndrome, you’re in the harem for eternity. Count on that, babe. Count on it,” Marcy told her most recent partner in a stage whisper that his good lady wife must have heard.“You ... and Herb are related, aren’t you? Brothers, in fact. Yeah, I thought so. Herb is the elder brother, you’re the younger one. Herb.