I snuggled closer into him; I didn't want his softening cock to slip out of me.As his cock softened a little more, I realised that I could tweak and t...ghten the little muscles in my vagina and John could feel them clenching against his thick head. He liked this, and told me to keep doing it."Do you really think Brett and Bobbie are fucking?" I asked."I'm sure they are." he said, "He told me that he was going to fuck her if he ever got the chance." Really!" I exclaimed."He also told me he would. You just laugh and reply “Maybe one day darling”. After you have finished fucking you lie snuggling up to each other in bed. “So babe what do you think about trying swinging?” he asks you. The thought of trying some new cock or maybe even a pussy has you turned on. “What if you get jealous or it damages our relationship?” you reply. “Well we just set up rules and boundaries and if either of us wants to stop we will” he replies. You laugh and tell him you will think about it. As you lie snuggled. " Ok"I threw him on the bed. I took off his shoes and socks and undid his tie. I gave him a kiss on the cheek. He was totally helpless and didn't know what to do. Next I took off his jacket and pants. I could see his boner through his boxers and I decided to flick it for some reason. "What was that?" Just making sure, you're ready."Next his shirt came off and now he was just wearing his boxers. I sat up on my knees and undid my bra. His boner started to pulsate and I laid back down on top of. Even as Donald grows to full potential. Instead, she is holding him like a prisoner. She clamps both of his wrists about his head and then begins to tickle his underarms. Donald cries from the torture, “Emma, stop, please, you know I am ticklish there.”It does no good, and in reality, while sending shivers through him, the tickling is becoming somewhat erotic for Donald. Emma replies to his request, “Not until you tell me where we are going on our honeymoon.”Donald playing along, says,.