Dennis enjoyed telling me he had made her cum X number of times and how her tities would dance around as he pounded her."She really likes what I am gi...ing her Jess".Sue now talked more during our sex, saying what she liked, how much and how good it felt.When I asked Sue about this, she told me, "Dennis likes me to tell him how good it feels, and how much I like his cock."I had always made a distinction between making love and sex, and now Sue was referring to what she and Dennis did as. I'm so fucking wet I can hardly take it but he puts his hands both on the back of my head and wraps his fingers up in my hair, gripping it and slams my head down on his cock, over and over, fucking my face, sometimes slamming it deep and making me gag and other times a little more shallow, giving me time to recover a moment before slamming it deep again. Suddenly I feel a shudder and he pushes my head down deeper yet and I feel his cock pour cum down my throat. When he's done flooding my mouth. She asked me for anything and I refused. We sat down and I looked at her, she was looking amazing in the gleam of the yellow light. She noticed me staring and asked what happened, I moved close to her and she stared right in my eyes.I put my arm around her waist and she put hers around mine. Then she suddenly lowered her head and whispered, both of us are in a relationship. I chinned her up and saw tears in her eyes. I assured her that nothing was wrong and she seemed all the more beautiful. Easy access I guess. It always felt weird for me to walk around braless and unsupported. I sent him a quick message saying that I had slept in and will be in his suburb within the hour.*******"Where are you?" I asked."I just left the house; I'm coming to get you from the station." Ok, hurry. I'm getting looks..." Why? What are you wearing?" That's a surprise. Now hurry up!"I love surprising him just as much as he loves getting surprised. The look he gave me when he saw me walking towards his.