He sidled back over to the bed and she took him gently by the arm and lay him down, offering a nipple to his mouth as she hooked her fingers into the ...aistband of his sticky underwear and coaxed him out of them. Seemingly distracted he was happy to comply for now, as she begrudgingly pulled her nipple from his mouth and kissed her way down her torso to come face to face with his cock. Following his accident she had something of a mess to contend with, with a sheen of semen coating his shaft and. So this was my place to do both and still have the excitement of possibly being caught – like I was. If you can picture this – me sitting naked except my shoes, on the grass in an area surrounded by trees with a guy standing there with his cock sticking out of his hiking shorts. What a site we made. He still had not cum, and I was still super horny, but I couldn’t cheat on my husband. Like I have said in the past, blow jobs are not cheating. So, I moved over to my friend on my hands and. We explored our bodies and unbuttoned our shirts. I threw her blazer somewhere in the hall. I tug out her shirt from her skirt. I inserted my right hand inside her skirt and then rubbed her thighs and moved my hands up to her pussy. I rubbed her pussy while kissing her lips. She was more interested in unbuttoning my shirt. She removed my shirt and then unbuckled my belt. We both sat on the couch in the hall. She lowered my pant and looked at my bulge in the underwear. She started to rub my cock. ’ Talk about understatements. From my point of view, things were looking promising. Kelli was pretty much in control and the seduction of Stewart was progressing nicely. Our trophy fish had swallowed the bait and all she had to do was reel him in. I had a strong suspicion that, before this evening was over, the opportunity for us to become better informed about the size of a black man’s penis would present itself, so to speak. My groin twitched happily in anticipation of entertaining such a.