" Sometimes, their friends would stay for several weeks, or even months,at a time," Mrs. Belfridge added. "Neither the Master nor the Mistresshad any ...family, you see. No blood relations, anyway. They treated theirclosest friends as a surrogate extended family." Indeed," nodded Mr. Wilson. "Even in their sixties and seventies, thecouple was very socially active, and up until the last decade or so, themansion was a rather busy place, at all hours of the day and night,which justified a larger. There where jst few peoples around we sat their and when we were talking she casually kept her hand on mine. She was wearing a orange top and black jeans. I was in white shirt and blue jeans. As soon as she kept her hand on mine i understood her intention from her eyes, I slightly moved front and I hugged our. That was our first hug as lovers. Her boobs were pressing to my chest it was an amazing feeling. Now slowly I took her face in my hand slowly gave a kiss on her forehead, then on her. She took a big toke and grabbed my balls thru my pants. Did you have a good birthday she asked as she exhaled the smoke while rubbing my sack. Yes, do you have a birthday kiss for me I asked as I whipped my cock out? Mmmmmmm Huh she said with my dick in her mouth. Pop! My dick came back out her mouth, but hurry she said, Sissy's in the bedroom getting ready for bed! I lied and said "ok" as I fucked her mouth furiously! In and out I pumped her face. My dick had been hard all night watching the. At first she didn’t want to talk about it, I guess because of that woman-fear of being branded a slut. When I convinced her that, at least in my eyes, “slut” was a good thing, she began to reveal both the details of the physical acts but also the emotional part which I thought was the really erotic aspect. My beloved wife’s sexuality had finally fully flowered.Of course feeling a not-the-usual male organ stretching and rubbing inside of you is stimulating, and feeling the many millions of sperm.