I loved the way she studied my cock, looking at it, peeling the skin back, exploring it and working it very gently. Her hands did feel good and she th...en started wanking me, quite nervously again. I thought this was because since she got married Chris was her only man.Taking her hair I guided her onto my swollen glans, tilting her head until she could be seen by Chris. Softly I said to Chris, “your wife...she's sucking my cock”, as if he needed telling but it just reinforced his situation.. Sex tires me out but it doesn't to him..hes still stroking his cock getting it hard and I suck it again..we always talk for 1 or 2 hours just a catch up etc. Then we look at the times and its 9:30..Im wondering where did the time go and he has to drive me back and it is still snowing!!. Next we go for a shower and what a surprise..my cocks still hard and his is semi hard..it just droops down like a horses cock haha.. I then decide to cum again in his ass after fucking him in the shower..this. I wasn’t about to take a chance on missing any of that possibility.Then out of nowhere, Brandy reached her hand around the back of my head, pulled me to her, and kissed me more passionately than I’ve ever been kissed before in my life. Not that it was a hard thing to accomplish. I really haven’t had too many passionate kisses in my forty-something years. But if there was a kissing scale from one to ten, hers was about an eleven-point-five.I wanted to grab her, hold her, capture her as mine for. It hadn't been easy to get Jenna to agree to this, even with the liquor and his best friend Brian's help. While Jenna was certainly no match for her former prudish self, it had taken every bit of both his and Brian's efforts to even convince Jenna to come to the hotel to meet a third man. Some fast talking, copious promises and a lengthy tongue bath for Jenna had brought her to the conclusion that even if she didn't have a great time, the worst that could happen would be a great bit of.