Oh, it would have been so, so easy for the poor c*m-hungry husband simply to drop to his knees, helplessly erect himself as gazed in quiet awe at the swollen purple head of the familiar little organ that suddenly filled his entire view, so taut-skinned and promising, its every inch already intimately known to Brad’s watering mouth from nightly association beneath Alyssa’s calm, crooked smile! Ah, to breathe deep of the salty aroma of sexuality already wafting from the tip that already glistened and oozed! He would pucker up, teasing himself almost as much as the other, then at long last let his sticky mouth come open. Leaning graciously forward, he then would wrap his ready lips around that smooth naked flesh, and as Brad’s eyes slid comfortably closed, the desperately devoted husband coul
