“And play with my nipples. I smear my pussy juices on my nipples. Makes them slippery. Then I can really roll them. I switch hands, plunging over an...d over, keeping my fingers coated while I play with myself. I pictured Clint doing it or Melody or ... Others.”“Only thinking about Clint and Melody until Monday,” I told her. “You need to be ready to please him. Practice sucking on carrots or bananas. No teeth. You don’t want to hurt his dick. You want to pleasure him.”“Yes, Ms. Samuels,” she. He was kissing me for 10 minutes when we both were fully out of our drunken state. Suddenly I pushed him away and began to take cry.Dad: why are you crying dear. Don’t worryMe: how can you kiss your daughter and remove her dress?Dad: forget everything this is the time to enjoy. You know after your mom died I never had sex with anyone.Yeah he is right. He is not the man who has affair with other women. while telling so he kept hands in my bare stomach and started to slowly rub. It turned me on. I just ask that you let me watch if I'm around. Or film it for me," he added with a lecherous grin."You're sick, man," Ethan said with a chuckle."Still not the guy with his brother's dick in his ass."For a few minutes we lapsed into a silence that was filled with moans, sighs and the wet sounds of sex. Eric kept up his relentless pumping while Ethan improved upon his technique. Watching him service my husband was hotter than I expected. To look at them, they both were the type of guy you. I could feel my pussy getting wet, hoping for penetration. It had been so long since a man was inside of me.The wetter I got, the more willing I was to let him use me. Finally I could feel him stiffening and he even grew a little so that the head of his cock started pushing its way down my throat. When he slammed my face into his crotch and shoved the head down my throat, I started swallowing to make sure it went down the right way. When he was satisfied that he was finished, he pulled out.