“Fuck! I don’t wanna cum so fast. Hold on.” “I told ya he was good. Take a break and let me get some of that,” Phil said to Angelo. T...he hand on the back of my head moved and I raised up. Letting his cock out of my tight gripping mouth, I heard Angelo hiss. Reaching up, I gave his wet, hard-on a good squeeze. To my surprise, a long stream of pre-cum oozed out of his piss slit, and ran down on to my hand. I couldn’t resist. I bobbed my head one more time, licking all of the pre-cum. “How dare you come here with your wife just to be a little pervert in my room! I’m going to punish you.” And with that, she tossed me into the wall. I slid down it and hit the floor. I tried to scramble away, but she bent down and grabbed me by my arms. Her huge tits were dangling in front of my face. “You like big breasts? I’ll give you big breasts!” She picked me up as if I weighed nothing. I knew Sarah was watching me in horror, and it killed me to have her see me in such a vulnerable. " And we need a short break," Dan said. "How about if we all get ourselves a drink and relax for a while."His motion was seconded. They all trooped into the living room and made themselves a drink. Terri, too. Then, back in the bedroom, all of them leaning back against the headboard, with Terri on the outside, Tom between her and her mother, and Dan on the other side, next to Sara. They sipped their drinks, traded occasional kisses, and filled each other in on how they met and became. Sandra took her chair and sat even closer to Tylor. Now it was nearly only them chatting, mostly about Tylor’s college adventures. She was now openly teasing him. My wife needed to go to the restroom and pee. Tylor offered to show her the way. They left me sitting there with my wine and my accelerated heatbeat. Sandras trip to the restroom took like 20 min, and I was going out of my skin with jealousy. Finally, they came back, and they were walking hand in hand, laughing. Sandra sat at her.