She walked out to the kitchen to get a drink and stopped to stare at the fridge. Pinned to the fridge door with Dale’s spaceship magnets was an A3 s...ize page. On it, Dale had drawn a great, big, red heart with the whiteboard marker.A purple arrow was stuck through it. In the top half were Terry’s initials and Dale’s were in the bottom half. Scrawled across the top of the page in his childish style and in blue ink, were the words, ‘I Love You’.Terry stood and looked at the page as the tears. Her eyes slowly lowered toward my hardening cock as her dainty little hand wrapped around my shaft. She sat there on her knees watching her hand stroke my shaft as it grew harder and harder in her hand. Pre-cum started to come out the little slit and she moved her mouth closer to my hard cock. I watched as her tongue came out and made contact with the head of my dick, just before drawing my hard cock into her mouth. She held my dick at the base and stroked the bottom half of my cock as her. “Please,” I moaned, and thrust my hips up to meet him. “Not so fast, my slut,” he said. I felt the head of his cock pressing on my swollen clit, rubbing back and forth then down to tease my achingly empty hole. “Please, what?” he said, as he continued the torture. “Please fuck me,” I whimpered. “Fuck you? Fuck you, where?” he demanded. “Where ever you want, just fuck me, please,” He looked at me with a devilish grin, “Anywhere? What if I fuck your big fat thighs? I felt him withdraw. She told me that she would be ready by 10as they were closing early and it would be after they cleaned up.I figured I would stop down a little early since when she drinks wine she gets drunk rather easy and also gets horny or tired.I walked in the kitchen door since it is not locked till everyone leaves. I could hear the party going on in the dining room and as I walked in I was stopped in my tracks. My wife was lying on a table naked with a cock in her mouth and another in her hand. A young.