I looked at Rodney's and my husband's cocks, side by side, their tips glistening with precum, both of them rock hard for me. I grabbed both their cock...s and put them in my mouth one at a time, alternating my hand and mouth between them as I sucked and stroked them, warming them up for my pussy. My husband played with my hair, curling my locks around his fingers while Rodney was grazing my cheek and neck. When I felt they were both warmed up, I laid down on the bed, kissing my husband's cock as I. ” Right then we decided to go for a ride.He opened up the door and I hopped in and we started going for a ride. We stopped on the side of the road and he started groping my crotch. I was getting really wet and he said, “Take off your pants and let me feel your pussy. I want to taste a warm pussy to counteract the harsh coldness of the outside. I said, “I don’t really wa—“ Right then he started ripping off my pants and digging his fingers into my hole. I couldn’t help but to clench on his. Or no. Agreed?" "No problem with that," he replied. The lad grinned and leaned forward his phone close to the open pussy ... and clicked away. This turned my wife on more. "Boobs as well if you like" she sighed, tweaking a nipple. A phone hovered over the breasts. More shots taken. One phone was extremely close to her exposed pussy, the strangers fingers still holding open the swollen labia. She was enjoying the sensation and attention. My wife's open pussy was being photographed by a. I parkabout a half-block away, taking a moment to calm myself. No good, the tensionis still there. I take a deep breath and close my eyes, find my center, andfocus on it. One would think that the nerves would settle after this many sessions.One would be wrong. I grab my bag from the back seat and head to her door. I don't bother knocking;she wouldn't be able to answer the door if she's following orders anyway. Ilocate the key and enter the house. I can see her sitting in the kitchen, herback to.