Her gloved hand stroked it expertly, up and down, up and down. Pursing her lips above the tip of his member, she occasionally produced a slow string o...f saliva, letting it drip down gently on his helmet and run lazily down the sides of the shaft. She covered the skin of the cock in her spit, spreading it all over, and then dribbled some more, her glove wet and slippery like his bulging shaft. Her client breathed heavily.“Yes,” she went on. “It’s going to happen. It will take a while – but you. Only she wasn’t alone. A quick peak through the window told me everything I needed to know. There, standing in our livingroom, was my darling wife with her arms wrapped around some guy I had never seen before. They kissed, and my entire world immediately went red. I could feel the anger within me boil over, and my gut reaction was to crash through the window and strangle both of them. But I took a moment to concentrate on my breathing, just as I was trained. They both would pay, but not just. Logically, there has to be pleasure in both fucking and being fucked. And so there was; I had enjoyed being shafted by both Craig and Mike! Thank goodness that that hurdle had been crossed successfully and could be banished from my fears. I simply felt utterly relieved that the whole thing was now over and that I was what one might call a full-line operator.When it was over, Mike and I showered together in his palatial bathroom. Mike could not take his eyes off my cock and soaped it up for me. "Oh, you're a real riot, Karen," I pouted."Oh lighten up, Dave! I can have a LITTLE fun, can't I, virgin boy?" she chuckled. "Come on, Dave! Of course you took my virginity. I know there wasn't actual intercourse, I don't have any protection. Besides, I don't think anyone's gonna be calling an infield fly on our session with the oil and all that, do you?" she said."I got an idea," I said. "Let's throw our clothes in the laundry and take a shower. This shit is starting to harden and I smell.