All I can do is press my ass against his face as I moan. I whine as he pulls out his tongue only to revel in the feeling as it’s replaced with his f...inger, nicely lubed from being in my pussy. His finger moves easily in and out of my ass and I grunt as he adds another finger and then a few strokes later, another – it feels so strange but so incredibly good. He removes his fingers and replaces them with his thumb and the next thing I feel is his hard cock entering my pussy. He wiggles his thumb. For a second, he stood there with the lube in his hand, thinking about rubbing it on his cock and making himself cum while his wife was being used downstairs.But somehow, he knew better than that. He went downstairs.And what a sight he had to look at when he got there. John had sat back, and spread his legs. Melanie had gotten up, and slid her pussy down onto John's cock. She had impaled herself on John, and was bucking up and down his thick dick, her back arched, her head back.That looked. Her body tensed and quivered above me. I felt the car come to a stop, and heard the driver’s door open. There was a polite knock at the window. “I’m coming!” Charlie yelled, clearly meaning it in the sexual sense, as my face was suddenly washed in the juices of her orgasming pussy, and she bucked her hips so hard that I thought she would break my nose. The driver, it seemed, knew the sense in which his employer had meant the phrase and did not open the door. Charlie rolled off me and quickly. As he was playing with my balls and stroking my cock I reached over and grabbed his now hard cock through his pants. He started moaning and pushing against my hand. The whole scene was so surreal I could not believe my fantasy was cumming true. I started to moan along with him as I was getting ready to explode. To have someone else touching my cock beside me felt amazing. He leaned over and whispered in my ear that we need to be quiet that the walls are paper thin. I acknowledged and squeezed.