pulling herself up so her head was between them. Jeremy looked at Ian and licked his lips. He got on his knees and walked on them until his wife could grab his crotch. He looked deep into Ian eyes. “Goddamn, you are beautiful.” He said.

Susan was grabbing Jeremy’s cock, wrapping her fingers around it as best she could through the fabric. He placed his hand on hers and squeezed, letting his head roll back and moaning. Susan pulled at the legs and slowly worked them down until Ian could see the hair just above Jeremy’s hard on. He stood above his wife, and looked at Ian as he pulled the elastic out and over his cock, letting them drop to his ankles. Cupping his balls, he stepped out of them.

Ian looked down at Susan, her head still between his feet. He heard a little rip and she grabbed the barely there sides of her panties and slowly tore them off. Her tongue licked her lower lip and she looked at Ian’s face and slipped three fingers into her opening.

Jeremy was still standing holding his ball sack and fluffing a tiny bit of nonexistent hair on his abs. He stepped toward Ian putting his feet on either side of his wife and slowly sat, so his hands rested on Ian’s knees and his now stretched ass was over his wife’s face.

Ian could see Susan’s fingers dancing in and out of her vagina, and Jeremy’s eyes half shut as he crouched over her. “Oh yeah. That’s it, stick your tongue in there baby.” He squeezed Ian’s thighs and rolled his head. “That feels so good.”

Ian could see Jeremy’s dick throbbing and jutting up between his own thighs. He looked at Jeremy’s face and Jeremy smiled when he realized that Ian was looking at his cock. “Come and play with us, you sexy, sexy man.”

Jeremy reached up and grabbed Ian gently on the back of the head with both hands, and pulled him forward. As he bounced his ass on his wife’s darting tongue, Jeremy’s own tongue made its way into Ian’s mouth.

Ian could feel Jeremy moan softly as his tongue tenderly explored Ian’s mouth. He felt Jeremy’s hands touch his chest and then slide up his arms to his neck. Ian began to return the kiss, his hands absent mindedly grasping either side of Jeremy’s waist. As soon as Jeremy could feel Ian’s hands on his waist he reached up and unbuttoned Ian’s shirt.

Ian allowed Jeremy to push the shirt off his shoulders and then twisted himself the rest of the way out of it. Ian didn’t dare stop looking at Jeremy, but he could hear it plop off to the side. Jeremy smiled and he felt Susan pulling off his shoes and socks, first the left and then the right. When the last shoe dropped, Susan appeared behind her husband, hands slithering around her and up Ian’s thighs. Jeremy grabbed Ian’s head again and pulled him back into a kiss.

Ian could feel Susan’s cheek as she reached for Ian, her tongue starting to fight for space in Ian’s mouth. Ian wasn’t sure where his hands were, they seemed to no longer be attached to his body.