That night I kissed Sarah and said, “Maybe we could try kissing each other down there?”“Paul, are you becoming some kind of pervert? Are you rea...lly asking me to put my mouth where you pee? And, if you ever put your mouth on me down there, I’d never be able to kiss you again. What put this repulsive idea in your mind?”“I don’t know. I guess I overheard some of the guys at work and got curious.”“I never suspected that you worked with such perverts,” she said.I was frustrated and wanted to go back. ” I gave her a quick, chaste kiss. “You’re leaving me so soon?” She grabbed my arm and pulled me in for a kiss. I pulled away and leaned in again and kissed her more passionately. My tongue gently brushed across her lip and she returned my action, wrapping her tongue around mine. As we kissed I took my hand and gently touched her side. I slowly brought my hand to her chest. I gently grabbed her breast. Even in her shirt and bra her tits felt amazing. I pulled away from our kiss. “I’m gonna. Any difference doesn't matter. It's a physical thing with him, and love with you. Remember our talk about kinds of men? And kinds of orgasms? Did I mention cocks? No - because it's the kind of man attached to it that gets me off, not the equipment he uses to do it." So you won't even give me a hint?" Nope. You'll have to use your fantasies for that. But I can guess what you'll imagine; how I must have loved his 'massively thick, ten-inch cock when he stuck it in me'." I, um, don't think about. I closed my eyes and slipped into a nap while the imagery of Tommy’s balls banging against the girl’s ass entertained me. I came up slowly from sleep, Sherry had her fingers around my cock and was massaging it, encouraging me again. When I turned my head to look at my wife, I saw the back of her head, she was lying with her back to me, the fingers between my legs weren’t hers. I rolled my head to the other side and looked into JoAnne’s sparkling eyes. She had an arm under the blanket, it.