Abigail continued to masturbate me slowly. She never hurried, enjoying the slow march towards climax."Where would he touch you first?" She asked. "My ...reasts..." I whispered. I was floating in an ocean of titillation. I began to feel drunk with it. The valley grew distant. Abigail's finger inside me was like a fountain, rushing pleasure throughout me. I strove to relax, but could not control the muscles of my body from responding to her with a gentle humping motion."You want him to slip your. Stunned I looked quizzically at him and Alan made it perfectly clear 'take your hand and rub my dick till it's rock hard'. Timidly I reached out and placed my hand on his crotch and followed the contour of his semi erect cock down his left leg. I stroked slowly on his cock and was rewarded with strong throbs from his man meat. Alan squeezed my chest that he had hold of with each throb of his cock. Than in his authoritative tone Alan commanded 'get on your knees and suck me off'. I looked at. She is very easy to satisfy, and really doesn't like long or noisy sex. Boring, yeah maybe, but you get used, and since I love her, its not an issue, even though I would like more "interesting" sex. Well lets say that we have accelerated that lately; this is my story.Part 1My wife is working for a guy in a paint store, since 15 years now. She has been there long enough to be a bit bossy and since her boss is a bit wimpy, she very often takes command.This particular day started with my phone. Never losing his focus. She simultaneously wanted him to stop, lest she pass out from the pleasure, and was glad she was restrained from clapping her legs shut or pushing his head away. She knew that he knew her limits better than she did. He knew just where the edge was, and exactly when to take her over it. She came hard, and squealed in ecstatic agony. She continued to cum as he broke the kiss and lifted his head, still holding her ankles back, his lips and chin dripping with spit and cunt.