Turning her back the sofa confronted her, a memory of books and lazy touches, then the laughter…his children watching a movie, she could almost smel...l the burned pop corn in the air, the aroma so real it burned her eyes. The corduroy of the couch brushed at her fingers, heating them as she rubbed her hand this way and that. She paused, nibbling her bottom lip, feeling the bite of her own teeth sink into flesh. She could feel the time ticking down, getting closer and closer… A loud honk made her. She said something in Thai and my wife giggled. When I asked her what she had just said, Lisa told me she had said she wanted to masturbate her shemale cock deep in my horny ass. I swallowed hard. The girl now disengaged from my wife and pushing me back climbed astride of me. She began rubbing her large cock and I felt aroused and sick looking at this girl with a cock masturbating on top of me. My cock was hardening against my will and my wife now reached out and began wanking it off. I now. It "just happened" one night when we were both about twenty-two and it ended up being something which I think really deepened our friendship and our understanding of each other, taking us both to a level of even greater closeness than either of us would have ever imagined to be possible. What's more, it didn't in any way make either of us stop lusting after guys like we always had done — in fact I believe it helped give us both a far better understanding of ourselves and our emotions, along. "You two ok back there?" their father asked."Yeah, just mucking around," Beth replied, sticking her tongue out at Darren. They fell silent again, each retreating to their side of the car and burying their head in their books as their minds did their own thing.Later in the day Darren fell asleep again and Beth looked up from her book to see him slumped against the window. She took some time to check him out, the dream from earlier in the day haunting her. She suddenly realised that he was.