I get extra specially turned on knowing that Hubby is watching me be a slut with another man. Now I really needed some attention from his tongue so af...er giving Phil a lingering passionate kiss, I lay back on the bed and spread my stocking clad legs spreading open my pussy lips for his enjoyment. I invited him to lick me. He didn't need asking twice and started licking my pussy just how I like it. That is with the flat of the tongue in long slow strokes, like licking an ice cream. It was lovely. The dinner proceeded flawlessly with the conversation only slowing when Jill’s mind drifted to her pondering how much she loved this man. ‘Jill… Jill, are you with me?’ ‘Oh, sorry Eric, I drifted a bit there. I guess it’s the wine.’ ‘You were just staring at me for the longest time.’ ‘Oh, I’m sorry.’ ‘No, no, don’t be sorry, it was kind of nice just to look at you looking at me.’ Jill smiled and held up her glass, ‘Well, here’s looking at you.’ ‘Oh too cliché Jill, too cliché,’ Eric said. I found myself facing Dee who was in an armchair with her skirt up round her waist, her white panties round her knees. Her fingers were slowly working her clitoris, which I could see from my close proximity was prominent and gleaming with her inner moisture. The sight was not lost on Miles who suddenly began pounding into me, his hands on my hips, pulling me on to him. Fearful that he might get carried away but at the same time anxious not to leave myself on a frustrated high, I reached back. This wouldn’t do at all. He wanted the wild wanton who had ridden him to completion all those months ago. Remembering the lessons he’d gotten from an Italian whore when he’d been a stripling lad in Boston, he lowered himself between her legs and scooted down until her pretty cunny was level with his face. Inhaling the sweet, musky scent of her, he sucked her pleasure bud into his mouth.She screamed and tried to escape, tearing at his hair as she jerked his head away from her cunny. “You can’t.