This was the most exposed I had seen him and I was again impressed by the fatness of his cock. I massaged his balls and rubbed his cock. He reached i... and rubbed my tits while I was doing him. I dribbled spit in my hand and wished I had thought to get the Baby Oil out. I continued my tugging, spitting and ball rubbing while his breath got faster. His cock was fat to bursting and rigid as a bottle. I suddenly dipped my head down and bobbed my mouth up and down his cock. He groaned and put his. Amber then took her robe completely off, walked over and hung it on the door knob. As she walked back toward the window her breasts started bouncing because of the modelesque way she was walking. When she got back in front of the window she stood there cupping her breasts and bouncing/feeling them. Amber was eighteen so she had a nice pair of mounds on her. Still holding her breasts, she turned to look at her butt in the window reflection. Taking one hand off her breast, she jiggled her butt. "I have no doubt you want me to leave, but I didn't hear your lovely wife tell me that," Rob remarked."Joe, he isn't going anywhere. He is going to fuck me with your consent or we can divorce. It's up to you," Lisa stated."This is not going to happen!" I warned. "Commander, I said get out!" No! Joe, damn it! Rob, stay where you are!" She looked at me like she was having a stand off with me."Oh, this IS going to happen, Joe! I'm not going anywhere," he stated smugly."Commander, you may not have. I dragged my brushes up her legs and tickled her ribs, while my wife moved to her breasts and teased both nipples with soft swipes and strokes at least 15 minutes.We must have covered nearly every square inch of the girl's flesh with the brushes. Only the V of her body remained untouched. By then, Diane was moaning and begging us in her own mindless way to touch her there. Instead, we set our brushes down and tickled her body again with our fingers -- the deep, intense kind of tickling that.