Massaging with my hand and squeezing out the precum so I could lick it up and savor it. But finally, my wife took notice of me again just as I was pus...hing his cock as deeply as I could in the back of my throat. She scowled a bit and said, "Sweetie, that just isn't good enough! You have to take a real man's cock all the way in. Remember how you always said you wanted to do it right? How you wanted to take a cock right down your throat? Well, here's your chance." With that, she started to gently. Thenpressed his head toward the pulsing member.Troy's lips parted, and his tongue came out. Delaying the inevitable, hedelicately flicked his tongue across the tip. He immediately tasted salt fromthe tiny amounts of pre-cum already oozing from the tiny opening. He wrappedthe fingers of his right hand gently around the hard shaft, as he continuedlicking along the bottom side. His eyes closed, and he tried to imagine hewas licking a piece of candy. Or a popsicle. Deep soft moans came from. The sensations were coming from everywhere. My breasts, my nipples had hardened into tight little pebbles. Each time Gary stroked them, warm waves of electricity were sent through me. The sensation sent warmth and an excited feeling into my groin. The walls of my vagina were very sensitive, sending a constant stream of pleasure to my body. With Gary's help and the distracting sensations from my body, I had forgotten about the brief pain. It was gone, a distant memory. I started rubbing my. Gemma didn’t notice Ryan caressing her body with his eyes. She sat on the sofa while they made small talk, and Ryan poured their drinks. When the doorbell rang she was thankful for the interruption. She had never felt so uncomfortable with him before. She was clinging on to his every word, and feeling so self-conscious about her laugh. She made herself another, stronger drink and then settled back down on the sofa, with Ryan on the floor opposite her. Once they’d eaten Gemma was herself once.