.My loneliness is killing me..."Bruce clutched the armrests a little tighter, and as he tried to gulp down his saliva, a bead of sweat was forming on ...is forehead. Samantha shook her ass, flapped her skirt so that her panties showed, and thrust her hips."...Hit me baby one more time!"Samantha was grinding her crotch on her father's knee, and moving upward on his leg when the song ended.She stopped, flipped away a few stray strands of hair from her face and said, "Damn...alright, Fiona's. Then I slowed my sucking and was able to remove my fingers from her pussy as her orgasm subsided. She was still breathing hard when I raised my head as she looked down at me and said that she didn’t have sex too often, but that this was the best she’d had in a very long time. I smiled, but before I could say anything, she said she still wasn’t going to fuck me. I told her that I didn’t think my wife would be any more upset if we did. My balls were about to explode, but she wouldn’t budge. She. I heard Jessica in the bathroom across the hall and I wished I could sneak a peek in there and maybe catch her changing into her pajamas but no such luck. Later on, I woke up to the sound of talking coming from the living room. I decided it was time to visit the bathroom for a quick pee and, when I did, the conversation from the living room was loud enough to understand. I snuck into the edge of the room where I could see our hosts. Jessica and her husband Jim were putting some presents. The salon operator touched me then grasped it too hard and squeezed.I moaned. I don't know if it was painful but the humiliation wasdelightful. I felt myself leaking. The operator collected it and pushedher now lubricated fingers in my mouth. I squirmed with pleasure andpushed my mouth into her fingers. I hummed as I licked them clean.As the operator again investigated my restraining device, she looked at mywife.She turned away from my wife and looked me in the eyes. "The device is.