My cock seemed to be of an average size, but Samantha appeared to like him, because she couldn’t take her eyes off it.“Don’t be afraid”, she w...hispered.She knew that this was my first time. Very gently she caressed and rubbed it with both hands, and it was very difficult for me not to explode too early. With some rhythmical movements of her hands she made me moan with pleasure. Though it was more than 10 years ago, I still feel her hands rubbing my penis.“Relax”, she said, but this was not easy. I really did not want to it on the rug, or to get up to get a towel as Eric would have time to recover and it might take another hour for him to finish. So I decided to give my husband an extra thrill. I opened my blouse and unsnapped my bra. I pushed his fat cock head right into my boob flesh so it was poking against my right nipple and told him to cum. "Come on squirt it over my white tits. Come on! Come on! Honey do you like what you see? He is going to come all over my tits with a hot stick. I could smell her arousal and I was getting pretty worked up too. My cock was straining against the fabric of my shorts and desperately wanted to be set free. Her hand slipped under the hem of her skirt and she shuddered as she moaned again. “Oh fuck I’m so wet.” “Good because I’m ridiculously hard right now.” “Oh God, get it out. I want to see your delicious cock.” No way was I going to say no to that request. I shuffled my butt forward and after some awkward manoeuvring, thank God for cruise. "Are you going to give me the famous line, 'It's not what you think?' because it was what I think. Especially the second night, and you did spend the night with him twice, when you did a striptease for him." How did you–" Ann, I didn't believe you, so I employed Keith's firm to watch you. I was right not to believe you, wasn't I?" You had me spied upon?" she was becoming angry."Yes, and it's saved me from believing all that crap about you loving only me. Oh, and by the way, Derek came to see me.