But now, watching his slumping body, I decide he is too tired for sex. He looks absolutely exhausted.Hmmm. Maybe a blow job? I could crawl over to him... and nestle between his knees and give him head. Sometimes, if I see he is tired, I suck him off, not letting him touch me. It relaxes him. But still, my instincts tell me that is too much stimulation for him at this moment.Memories flood my mind of my dear husband. He has been such a great provider, unselfish, sensual lover, and thoughtful. All at once they started to work on you the front man opened his flies and stuffed his cock in to your hungry mouth as he grabbed your hair both men at the side dropped their pants so you could wank them off as the guy at the rear started to lick and finger your sexy pussy you had no idea who they were and didn’t care the feeling was fantastic as you were being pleasured all over two more hands grabbed your nipples and tugged at them from underneath a mouth closed around them one at a time and. She was extremly wet and I slid straight in. Rosalyn was so worked up she came quite quickly and pushed me off.Rosalyn rolled me over and mounted me. Rosalyn told me to let her know when I was going to cum so she could finish me off as cumming in her was not a good idea. Rosalyns pussy was wet as hell at this stage and I was in heaven.My hands were all over Rosalyn tits by now, and she was wet as hell. I was getting close when Rosalyn said "make sure you don't cum in me" and that was all it. His cock was throbbing in his pants, he got up and rubbed his cock against her shoulder for a minute. She let out a soft disoriented grumble turning into a yawn. He gently brushed some of the red curls out of her face and with his thumb he lifted one of her eyelids, her eyes were mostly white, her pupils were down and inwards. She let out a soft moan and she lifted her arm for a moment, maybe she was trying to caress him. He held her wrist though and when a moment later he let go, her arm.