Play with my big cock, go on give me a fucking hand job, you little cockteasing bitch."I stopped in my tracks, and held my breath, it only took me sec...nds to realize what was going on in the lounge below me. I quietly approached the corner of the balcony, and peered over. My stomach leapt and I almost let out a loud gasp as I saw my wife, her hand cupped around Bob's balls, and squeezing his big cock, which hung heavily between his spread legs. His trousers and underwear were in a heap around. ". Still primping in the mirror, and not missing a beat she says," Who says i wasn't going to?". She looks at me in the mirror, and I see in her eyes she means it. I tell her the k**s are home and awake. To this she replies, " Well you had better close and lock the door then.". Luckily the sink is close enough for me to close and lock the door with out moving away from her.I move in on her and press my cock into her pajama pants. Feeling the out line of her ass crack on my cock get it stiffer.. From the way he cussed on the golf course and winked after staring at Beatrice's butt, maybe he did mean what she thought. If he did mean that, I had some other questions I needed to ask him too."I need to find out for sure first. I'm new here, and I don't know all the rules yet. Do you do that with Mr. Parsons, too?" You are a funny kid. I don't think I'm going to discuss that with you now, maybe never. How do you plan to find out? I hope you aren't thinking of asking that old lady?" Mr.. He could tell from her actions that she was having orgasms. She would freeze and exert more pressure on his head and then relax so he could continue to worship her. She told him he was doing things just right. He loved seeing her get this excited and apparently she loved what he was doing.Her comments of “Oh my god... , that’s it... , again, again... ,” and finally, “I can’t take anymore,” confirmed this conclusion.Finally after sometime had transpired she released the pressure on his head with.