She gave me a "What the hell" look, and licked it off her hand. She tested, and tasted, it. "Not bad; a little salty, but not bad", she said. She took...a dollop off my shirt, and licked it off, as well. Soon, she had my shirt fairly clean."Now you", I said. "What do you mean, 'Now you'?" I want to see you finger yourself", I told her softly. "NO WAY!" she said bluntly. "Come on, Cissy, who am I going to tell?" I said. "Well..." She said, and started to reach inside her robe. "Unh, Unh", I told. He then looked over at his wife who starred back at him with the most intense look of ecstasy on her face as she came also with moans and screems,as Debra heaved and arched her body beneath his in the final throws of her orgasm, as he shot the rest of his load into her, before nearly collaspsing as thewaves of intense pleasure tore through him. Mark then looked up and saw the smiling face of his wife as she stood over them "Mmmmmmm....I am glad your enjoying your self honey." I have another. Again, another three powerful thrusts.“Ah..Ah..Ah,” she moaned, and then he removed his dick, turned her around on her feet, and pushed her to her knees.After a few times of masturbation, he came all over her face.“Aah..aah..” He kept moaning as he blew his load on her face, one after another.“Eat it all, bitch. Not one drop shall you waste,” he commanded her and she ate it all, collecting it all into her mouth with her righthand fingers. Once done, she slower him her tongue.“That’s it, good. He gasped and moaned. I noticed a little dribble at his mouth. I knew I could make him come if I wanted him to. But I didn't. I leaned forward and put my lips against his and kissed him, my tongue between his lips, our tongues touching.When we moved apart, he said, in a soft voice, "Have you always been gay?"Yes," I said. "Ever since I can remember, I thought about being girly with a boy. I had a friend with whom I used to play. He was bigger than me, and used to put me on his lap and touch me..