He wipes the juices all over my lips and leans in to kiss me and suck the juices off. Finally the car is in motion. As we drive down Las Vegas Blvd he... has my nipple gripped between his teeth and finger tips on my clit. He has me squirting in my seat, damn how I missed his touch. Hearing his moan turn me on and make me drip even more.We get to the hotel(sry for the wet seat valet)and we can't get up to our hotel room quick enough. As soon as he opens the door for me we are throwing down luggage. As you can imagine, having her sitting on my bed while I was naked under the bedclothes soon had the old bed snake stirring. It was pretty obvious the effect she was having on me, the bulge under the bedspread was a dead give away. I could see she was trying not to look at it, but could also see that she was fighting a losing battle and her eyes kept flicking in the direction of my now fully erect cock. I sat up and put my arm around her and kissed her. She didn't resist that, but when I tried. I’m just curious now,” Vikram asked, his bulge showing through his pants now.“Well, baby, trust me ... you’ll love it. Just trust me. Haven’t I been a very good wife to you? Adultery aside that is. That can’t really be counted against me, can it, any more than yours can against you. You’ve been a splendid husband, trust me. I love you ... I love being married to you! I just ... have needs. As do you, apparently,” Kashi told her husband, licking her lips openly at the sight of his bulge, as did. It was all still there, out on the field and in the stands.I stopped down by the end zone and leaned over the waist-high fence that surrounded the football field. This was the same exact field I'd spent four years on as QB. I looked over at my high school team, in a huddle, and had to grin. The QB was wearing my old jersey, #15. Only, instead of my last name written across the back, it said "JENNINGS." I wondered who Jennings was, and if he was any good. I decided to stick around and watch a.