“I need to wash it off first,” I said and told her how Blair insisted I wash them all with soap first. I didn’t know who had which one up their ...ss either. I was just going to write Lori’s name on one after they were all clean.My Aunt nodded that was right and seemed impressed but skeptical. I showed her how I cleaned it and then lubed it with spit. She made me turn around and demonstrate how I seated it in my ass.She looked at the end of one of the pom poms and examined that it was smooth.. Imagine the field day others will have with such graphic and irrefutable proof of your wife's infidelity, not to mention her explicit discussion of your, shall we say, shortcomings."His words were like nails being driven in Mark's hands. He could imagine the pain of a public disclosure. His wife would not only be ruined, but there was also a good chance he too could lose his job. If they stayed married, they'd both be required to move out of state and have to find new jobs. The prospect of. More cheering, as now her firm breasts could be seen very clearly down the top of her tight top. Again she ran her free hand down her body, this time parting her legs and allowing herself a quick rub over the material of my knickers.She stood up again, and, turning her back to the audience, stood astride the chair with her legs apart. Swaying to the music with head bowed, she raised her arms behind her back and, agonisingly slowly, dragged the zipper of her corset top down, millimetres at a. Isobel then crawled over my lower body and lowered her head and moved her head back and forth and brushing her locks over my throbbing manhood. She continued to tease for a few minutes more as Marie once again passionately kissed me and then Isobel grabbed my cock with both hands and started to slowly move her hands along the shaft up and down. She slowly licked the shaft from my shaven balls up to the pulsating head and took my cock into her mouth, each time taking more and more into her mouth.