She fingered his balls, rolling the fat eggs in her hand and gently pinching the skin of his leathery ball-bag.

Then, her mouth still on his cockhead, she slipped one finger further back and slowly drilled it into his asshole.

Charlie grunted with pleasure. Joanna licked and sucked his throbbing cock as she slowly drilled her finger in and out of his hot bung.

She licked and sucked his cock until he seemed close to coming. Then she pulled her mouth off his prick.

"Nice?"

"You bet," he said.

"You seem distracted."

"I'm thinking about Ann. I'm looking forward to seeing her again."

Joanna wondered if Charlie had ever made it with his sister. She'd never had the nerve to ask. The idea that there was something between her husband and Ann was exciting.

Suddenly she said, "Do you have the hots for Ann?"

"What the hell are you talking about?" he croaked…

"Never mind," she laughed. She returned her attention to his cock.

She sucked and pumped his prick until he was close to coming. Once again she drilled her finger inside his asshole and revelled at the feel of his tight bung.

She could see herself in the wardrobe mirror. The sight of her mouth moving up and down Charlie's cock turned her on. She was suddenly reminded of a time in Las Vegas, Charlie in the casino gambling and herself up in the hotel room blowing a young stud. Charlie had never known about that. She remembered that lovely young stud and his hot cock.

Cocks were all different. She liked them like Charlie's long and thick with a fat knob, but when she was horny any cock would do.

If Charlie was looking forward to seeing Ann again, so was she. Joanna had a sudden crazy yen to eat Ann's pussy right at that moment. You're getting too wild, she thought. But the memory of Ann's ripe body turned her on.