Brenda walked in the front door and called Carla to let her know she wasthere."Hi Carla, I'm here." Thank God, the phones have been crazy, good luck."...Brenda barely had time to remove her sweater before the phone rang."Good morning, Universal." I have to talk to Melissa, is she there?" Miss Benson won't be in for another hour, how may I help you?" I have to have that girl, this is Jan Morris, the director of marketingfor Calvin Klein, have her call me." and the phone went dead.God what was that?. I know you want 'it.'" I looked down at Ron. He still looked scared and unsure. "Ron, just go slow and enjoy every moment. Try to remember everything so if this is the only time we ever do this, you can relive it again and again. First just kiss the shaft. Start at the base and move to the head."Ron didn't move. He just looked at my cock. I waited .... A minute or two passed. "Ron, you OK?" Yes, but .... I .... " You've thought about doing 'it' for a long time, right?" Yes, but. Craig turned and headed back towards the tub, he had forgotten one thing. He emerged with the half full bottle of champagne and he began to pour some onto Gina’s full awaiting lips. ‘You must be thirsty after all of that,’ he smirked. He leaned down and began to lick and kiss the dripping champagne from her pouty lips. And they kissed ever so deeply. He began to pour the champagne at the tip of her chin, following its trail down her skin with his tongue. He drizzled the cold champagne across. I laid back down and resumed the original position with my wife’s foot in my face.I wasn’t sure at this point if she wanted sex or was quite happily getting off on me sniffing her foot beliving that I was kind of asleep. So I left it for a while whilst stroking my cock. I could feel the bed rocking slightly where she was masturbating. It was slowly getting stronger and stronger until it stopped. At this point I moved my eyes to see her bum twitching to orgasm. She laid there for a few minutes.