We made our way back to the bedroom. My heart was pounding with excitement, knowing my wife was about to get fucked by a strange cock. We entered the ...room and John’s cock stood straight out looking at my tied, naked wife. I reached over and stroked his dick a few times and finally told him to have fun. John climbed onto the bed straddling my wife on his hands and knees. First, he bent his head down and was sucking her big brown nipples. As he did, I reached between his legs and massaged his. She teased her clit for a few seconds trembling and moaning as the vibrations on her clit sent shocks coursing through her. Carefully she guided the toy to her entrance. Slowly she pushed it past her entrance and deep inside of herself. "OoooooH yes!" She groaned as she pushed four inshes inside her first. Pulled it back teasigly slow, making sure it touched all the sensitive parts of her pussy walls. Then she pushed it deeper inside. Back again, slowly. She started to grind her cunt on the end. "You better quit that, I don't think your pink ass can take another fuck session right now," he teased me. I pouted a little, "I think your right. You got me pretty good." "You deserved it, and you know it. I love the way you reacted though." He grinned and I elbowed him in the ribs. Stepping out of the shower I grabbed my towel and Travis' and headed back to the bedroom. "Hannah you get back here with my towel! Hannah!" I giggled and just kept walking. I hung Travis' towel on the back of the. 'Third base' was too close to giving up my cherry, and Mom had convinced me to hang onto it for the 'right' boy, even if marriage was not the goal.So what if I had to send a boy home with blue balls. He'd just have to get himself off 'the old fashioned way', just as I chose to.Daddy on the other hand rarely dated. He was, still is, one heck of a handsome man. Tall, athletic, sparkling eyes, a great sense of humor. But he was still a sad man, carrying his loss in his soul. Some of his dates were.