"Oh that's so good baby. Bro, I'm jealous of you. Your wife can really suck," he said. I hated being called bro. I just couldn't get turned on. I was ...ecretly hoping he came soon and it would be over. Then he would leave. My dick was going soft so I pulled out. I breathed in and out quickly. I admit I was kind of panicking, which I shouldn't have been. I knew I had to go to the bathroom and stroke myself and get in the right mindset. I went out of the room and left my wife sucking this guy's. His green eyes scanned over me and I instantly felt self-conscious. I looked at the ground to break the tension.Emmett cleared his throat and took me in an embrace. The scent of his cologne hit like a wave. A wave from a sea I could frolic in forever. Emmett’s hands ignited a trail of fire as they tracked up and down my spine. I felt my body relax, not dissimilar to the snap of an elastic band retracting from capacity. I felt him pull away only slightly as he positioned his face close to my. They were all there sitting around watching me being fucked!I climaxed in front of them a few times, the center of intense attention.I was emotionally overwhelmed and instead watched his wet dick sliding into my cunt over and over."sperm her, sperm her!"the chanting changed as Seb speeded up his urgent thrusts into my wet cunt. He was beginning to cum.He groaned and began flooding my pussy with a stream of cum, jet after jet.In fact he seemed to be never ending in the amount of cum he was. I slowly began to slide inside her, finding her warmth welcoming, enticing, and oh so heavenly! I began moving within her, slowly at first, then quickening the pace as I felt her respond to it, her one good hand now coming up to rest comfortably upon my back, giving me the assurance as she did so, that this was indeed what she wanted, needed and desired more than anything else at the moment. I made love to her then, no longer caring even if Janice came home early, walked in on us as I fucked.