Sure enough she told me that she started kissing him stroking his leg and got quite a rise out of his pants. She undid his zipper and pulled his cock ...ut, after a few strokes she started to suck on it. He wasted no time and reached under her shirt to play with her big tits. Squeezing them, tweaking her hard nipples. This in turn got her even more horny and excited, so she increased the speed of her stroking and sucking til he exploded down her throat. After swallowing every drop she started. Jenny had saved her pubic hair when she'd shaved it off, and given it to me just before we'd parted. In my hands, it was a silly sentimental keepsake; the ring riding beneath my clit was a more tangible expression of our mutual love.In Stacey's hands, the hair was a weapon of unimaginable power. I didn't understand it, really, but she could work magic and hairs were the talismans she used to bend people's perceptions, thoughts, and desires to her will. They were the difference between a Jenny. I nodded yes and she moved over in front of him all the while still holding my cock in her hand. His wife moved back giving her plenty of room. My wife continued stroking me slowly as she first surveyed his magnificent dick. She was in no hurry as she was probably looking at it like the most succulent steak dinner at an expensive restaurant. She bent over and kiss his dick. She kissed the top and the sides and peppered it with her darting tongue. I saw her look at his wife for a second and I. "What's up?" I asked, hoping she'd get the hint and get the fuck out of the room. She just stared at me with scorching brown eyes. After a while I offered, "Okay, you can use this side, I'll take the other one. I don't mind the mess that the idiots leave half as much as you do." I stood and walked down the stairs. I didn't get to the door. Something pushed me up against the wall, and before I knew it, lips were against mine. Smooth and soft, but the kiss was rough. I wrenched my eyes.