It was at this point that Jason laid back and opened his pants to let his damn huge cock go free and telling my wife to suck on this bitch. Kathy’s... eyes got large and moved into position to be his cock-sucking bitch. Her hand went around the shaft and there was an equal amount still left uncovered. That was no problem as her mouth took as much of this cock down into her throat and at once she gagged and choked and I thought she was going to pull off, but not my Kathy. She is such a. Then on the next count of 3, we'd walk out at the same time, nude. It was agreed.In the closeness of the closet, I could hear my own breathing as I shucked off my underwear, stepping out one foot at a time. I picked up the garment. It was dark around me. The air was tingling. My cock, formerly uncertain, was uncertain no more. It was a live wire between my legs. One. Two. Three.My briefs collided with Matt's in mid-air, dropping to the plain carpet. A beat. He'd counted for the. But that didn't mean George was embarrassed. All those years had made him very open-minded about sex. And he had already told people about these times so, if Roger wanted to talk:"Sure. My best memories from that time." Really?" Sure. They were really important for me. Why?"Roger didn't answer. Instead, he asked:"Have you tried anything like that after those times?" Yes. Why?" No reason. I mean... Me too." Really? I always thought you had became strictly straight." I thought the same thing. He should be, because I’m good at sucking dick. It was the one thing you admired about me. A talent, you said, to make my tongue swirl and float so you couldn’t tell where the next sensation would come from. At one time I had the idea you liked more: my wildness, the way we fucked, unreservedly, with me on my knees, back arched, beckoning. I thought I read something loving in your expression. But you never said, so maybe those things were fancies of mine. Instead, you told me my lower lip stuck.