I wondered if she had seen it too.He was standing at her side and immediately had her right breast cupped in his hand, pressing and kneading the flesh... and tugging at the nipple like it was the most natural thing for him to do.Knowing how horny my wife was at that moment, in fact, how hot she had been all night, it surprised me when she pushed Dave away from her … and was that disappointment I felt?But I quickly realised I had mistaken her movement – she wasn’t pushing him away, she was moving. I took one big shot of vodka and went after her to the toilet. We closed the door and I sat on the toilet seat with my jeans down to my knees. My cock was hard she lifted her skirt, removed her underwear and sat on my cock. She was tight and already wet. She started jumping up and down on it. As I was drunk, I just couldn’t come. She must have done it for like an hour she was totally tired she was sweating but kept on going. Then it was time for me to take charge. We closed the toilet lid; I. It was a strange sensation of pleasure and pain cumming through the restraint. And he felt full. It felt good!Before he really had had a chance to compose himself Tom draged him gently up the bed ad tied his hands to the sturdy headboard. Tyrone had figured Tom was there to please his wife, but was still uneasy about it. His feet were tied to the bedposts so he sat with his legs akimbo in the bed.Jana stood next to Tom and gently stroked the white pole.“Remember honey, you said I could outlive. Then I moved my hand to his cock, rubbing it through his khaki shorts. I could feel his thick cock getting harder, and heard a moan escape his lips.The bartender returned to the game, and our attentions turned to the pool table. Jen was kicking Mike's ass, but he really didn't seem to upset about it. Between shots, he would return to where I was sitting, and I would rub his cock as he ran his hands up and down my arms and across my back. Once the game was over, his attentions were entirely.