Yes, Please

Matt's eyes sought out Holly, not sure what the Sadie Hawkins Rules were on that subject. But when he saw that his wife was standing in front of Sharon's husband, Dylan, her leg in between his and her knee pressing into his scrotum while she stroked his hard cock back and forth, he figured the rules of engagement were, 'You may fire when ready'.

Staring back into Sharon's face, Matt silently nodded his head. Throughout all of the cock-teasing, he had not tried to touch her body nor had he tried to kiss her. He couldn't mess around with another man's wife. What she was doing to him didn't count. It was just a form of advanced flirting.

Sharon could not help doing one of her smug smiles at how **** Matt looked. Standing off to one side, she went to work, milking that cock of his. They had known each other for years and never in her wildest dreams did she imagine herself openly jerking him off in a room with other people present. He had always seemed too straight-laced and buttoned-down for that.

"Ah - ha!" Matt gasped as he exploded within Sharon's soft, stroking hand. She chuckled upon feeling and seeing the hot, sticky baby-batter splattering against her bare flesh.

"That's right" she nodded pumping faster than ever before. "Give it to me like a good little boy. Give me all of your nasty, old sperm!"

The climaxing man's knees nearly buckled as he spewed out his nut-cream onto Sharon. When he finally came down from his orgasmic high, he wondered what the relationship between the two couples would be like going forward.

Sharon's reaction was more pragmatic.

"I need to get something to clean us off with."