I shuffled along the couch to take Jackson up on his invitation, and found myself kneeling side by side with Tony, our flanks pressed tight together, the weight of my right breast squashed against his firm bicep. I smiled at my husband who acknowledged my presence at Jackson’s c**k with a lustful grunt as he leaned his head slightly to one side to allow me access to the delicious-looking thing. Taking my cue, I leaned in and lapped at Jackson’s balls, which were swollen, full of c*m and clung tightly to his body. I licked at the tight skin, relishing the hot, salty-sweet flavor of the man, enjoying the moistness of my husband’s saliva that made the dark skin there glisten wetly. I watched up close as Tony sucked Jackson’s c**k deep into his mouth, and ventured my own tongue along the hot,
