Her mouth inhaled my organ and every muscle in that cavern began working. I had just orgasmed several minutes ago into her younger sister's womb, and ...ow, I could feel the buildup of another about to go down her throat.I sighed in disbelief. She began bobbing up and down just as if her mouth was a vagina; her tongue swirled every direction on my shaft and my mushroomed head. Oh, when her tongue licked my head, my entire body tensed in joy. I think she noticed too.As she kept bobbing, she. Peter, who had been holding back until Janice popped, let go grunting repeatedly, flooding the unprotected womb of my sex starved wife with his seed. I watched her as she took it all ... milking his cuckoo cock like a good wife should instead milk the cock of her husband. Quietness fell.I woke up with Janice laying naked next to me. She appeared to be in a fitful sleep. I went to shower and on return I found her getting dressed, moving rather carefully. ''You ok? Late night with Peter?'' I. There she was at the terminal. It was early Friday evening and she was still in her business clothes. It almost seemed like her first day at work. She had on a red silk blouse that was unbuttoned down the front, tantalizingly close to her bra. Her skirt was black and mid-thigh in length. She also had on a pair of fishnet stockings and higher heels than she would normally wear. She looked business like but in a very sexy way. My mouth was getting dry just looking at her. We hugged for a long. The hem of the dress fell to just above her knees. Julie carefully applied her makeup and dabbed a bit of her favorite scent, Vanilla Musk, behind her ears and into the valley between her breasts. A pair of strappy black heels completed the effect. She was ready. Just as Julie was sitting down to await his arrival, Matt was climbing into his truck with a bouquet of flowers and a bottle of champagne. He’d made reservations at a very nice restaurant and if all went well, they could pop open the.