What was I thinking? She resumed her skilful sucking on my penis as John went to enter her from behind. Her arse was well lubricated with saliva, as was my cock and she lowered herself apprehensively on to it, pausing as my head touched her ring, she impaled herself on my throbbing member. “I’m going to cum!” He shouted. Now, a few years ago, my wife and I were invited to my company Christmas party up North. “Don’t cum in me!” she said, “I’m not on the pill and I think it’s my fertile period.”
“I’ll grab a condom.” he said, but she was swallowed by lust and pleaded to be fucked immediately. Thanks to this though, I’m good with my mouth and hands, and I also have a prescription for little blue pills. Yes! He hadn’t seen me looking though as his attention was focused on my alluring wife, who was currently oblivious and bucking with wild abandon as my fingers massaged her pussy to another climax and her breasts bounced in the dim light.
