” Under her devilish grin, I laid down. My penis was sticking straight up and she looked at it and then very slowly licked her lips. She looked so v...ry sexy. She then got her mouth wet with her saliva and lowered he lips and tongue down onto my penis. Her mouth was so wet and warm that I moaned in appreciation. She then began bobbing her head up and down on me like she’d been doing it all her life. I began to thrust up and she sensed I wanted to cum. She stopped, looked at me and moved her hips. Enjoy your rest."I stomped out of the bedroom and headed for the family room.The rigid prick that had so desperately needed something--anything--from my dear wife preceded me out the door.Cindy was curled up in a ball, weeping. My badly bruised love for her almost took me back to apologize, but something held me back. A line had been crossed.After many, many beers, I managed to take a piss by standing nearly on my head. I shucked my clothes and crashed onto the couch, pulling a light blanket. Deep down, I did wish he would have left her for me. But I know that would never happen. After my things are shoved in my suitcase, I flop down onto the king size bed and close my eyes. I think about Tiffany kissing me and punishing me. It was so hot. I would have loved for it to continue. I wonder what else she would have done to me had John not interrupted. I imagine what it would have been like, had the situation been different. I fantasize about being with John and Tiffany. I. When she touched, it came to life and so did he. Donna. Daniel said. Okay, you horny? Sure, I can do it. He got on his knees and Donna was like wasn’t letting his dick out of her mouth. He put his hands behind her head and started to move heard back and forth. Daniel was taken aback; Donna never liked him to hold her head like that before. Hel started to get a little bit suspicious but that subsided when Donna managed to say, Daniel, you know you have always want to skull fuck me. Your have.