The high school she attended was small and I guess the option of dating material was limited. I was secretly happy about it because I didn’t want to...deal with all the drama that a boyfriend could bring.I turned off the computer and decided to ask her later on. These days one had to be careful, there were so many men out there in cyberspace that could convince an innocent teenager to do all kinds of crap on the screen.***“Hi, Nina, I am home,” I heard Sandy call from the vestibule.I got up from. Meanwhile Debbie had taken up where Honey left off, sucking my cock deep into her hot mouth and continuing working to get at my cum. Debbie licked my entire shaft and even licked at my balls, further heating the massive load of cum inside. "Mmm, mmm, mmm," Debbie hummed as she bobbed up and down on my aching cock. The vibrations from her throat were the straw that finally broke the camel's back. I couldn't take any more. "Girls, I'm cumming... get ready, I'm going to cum!" I told them. I didn't. She gasps. I reach over and spank again. She gasps and gives a sharp moan.I sit back and gently pull her head forward and finally she reaches her goal of my almost bursting cock. She moans as she takes just the big thick head into her mouth. She brings her hands round to grab my balls while squeezing the rock-hard shaft. Looking over the other side of the room I can see our reflection in the full-length mirror. My wife’s pert little ass in the air and the back of her head bobbing up and down on. We are on a quiet canal side and the early August evening air is cool around us, our lips fuse together and we hold eachother tight before we break apart breathing heavily. Catching the train back to her apartment we hold hands and giggle, stealing kisses while the scattered handful of male passengers try not to ogle us. The young, attractive bisexual girls kissing as we cuddle closer in our seats. Sophie's legs are over my lap and I teasingly run my hand beneath her skirt, her eyelids flicker.