Samantha and the asshole were sitting with their backs to me. As I approached the table, the women sitting facing me became very quite. One gal's mout...h formed a big "O" and I heard her say very softly, "Oh shit." Samantha was talking to the girls and saw their reactions to something behind her. She turned around and saw me as I got to the table. Her eyes opened very wide and she went a little pale. She stood up and took my arm and tried to lead me away from the group. "John, what are you doing. Maybe, instead of opening his bedroom door to catch him naked and masturbating, the right thing to do, she'd leave his laundry basket outside his closed, bedroom door. He hoped she wouldn't do that. He hoped she'd barge in his bedroom in the way that he always wanted to barge in her bedroom when she was dressing or undressing or barge in the bathroom when she was showering or bathing. Now, he was the one who felt embarrassed. He was the one who felt ashamed. He was the one who felt. What an amazingbody. She took my hand and said she wanted me to show her what goes onin my room.As we got to the doorway, she stopped and turned to face me. Our eyesmet and we instantly went into a lip lock. Our tongues swirled aroundeach others. My hand slowly went down to the small of her back as shepushed her mound into my pants. I pulled her ass in and held her tight.We could feel the heat off each other’s groins. We continued to kiss andI could hear light moans from her. I slowly walked. Then, I love to close my eyes and let it just trickle slowly down my throat, swallowing little bits at a time. After I've swallowed it all, I love the after taste and sensation in my mouth. That after taste makes me hungry for more...and I want to suck him again and again.Some days, I might suck my husband off 4-6 times, but at the very least, he feeds me his cum once a day. Its a part of our lives now, one that I simply couldn't live without. Someday, I think I might like to try having him.