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Look But Dont Touch (part Ii)

Since Kris declined to tell the story from her perspective, I will try to tell it from mine. (See Look but dont touch part I)

When we all got into the hotel room, I was careful not to make any assumptions. Mitch and Kris are very good friends and I would never want to do anything to jeopardize that friendship.

Kris was actually looking at Mitch for more clues as to what he was thinking. Mitch's attention was on his gorgeous wife. He started kissing and fondling her and led her to the bed. He took control at that point and I just kind of sat in a chair nearby looking for some clues that my attentions would not be shunned. I knew what the rules were....look but do not touch. I was guessing that this was some sort of vouyeristic thing. OK, I'll go along with it.

Mitch was slowly undressing her by taking off her top and unbuttoning her pants. They were kissing passionately. These two were definately in love. Kris started to undress Mitch as well and their hands started to wander to the erogenous zones they knew so well.

Mitch started to tug on Kris' tight jeans and she helped him remove them and he immediately started to finger her glistening slit. This was the first she ever made any eye contact with me since they hit the bed. She glanced over and smiled, acknowleging my presence. She kind of positioned herself so I could see her sweet smooth pussy getting fingered by her hubby.

My thoughts than returned to what a horrible tease she has been and she has just brought that to a whole new level. I am stuck in this hotel suite and getting turned on BIG TIME and can't really take care of things without some embarrasment.

Kris then laid her husband back against the pillows and pulled off his pants and boxers. He wasn't completely hard which I thought was astounding since I was all but busting out of my trousers.

As soon as his pants hit the floor her mouth completely engulfed Mitch's shaft. He just laid his head back and took in the pleasure. I had some clue as to what it might be like as Kris has teased me by taking two of my fingers in her mouth and simulating her fealatio technique. Now I could confirm how incredible she was just by looking at the expressions on Mitch's face. I was sure that they could not see me rubbing my crotch as they were both pretty well occupied.

Kris performed her oral magic for several minutes before Mitch stopped her. He wanted to get to the edge without going over the edge. He roled Kris onto her back and started to lick her gash. She moaned with pleasure but with his face buried in her lap, I did not have any clue as to his technique. She laid back and was quiet for a while. Smiling, but quiet. She slowly started letting out little moans which grew more frequent and loud until she finally grabbed his head and came in his face. She was quivering and finally stopped him as she was just too sensative for his intense pace....at least for that moment. They kissed for a while before Mitch jumped her and started banging her with deep hard thrusts. Still sensative from his touch, it took no time for her to start cumming. She moaned heavy and almost non stop for several minutes as if there was just on orgasm after another.

It wasnt long after that that Mitch started with the "Oh god...oh god." Kris knew with fond familiarity just where Mitch was in his plateau. She pushed him off and buried her face on his shaft. It was a meer few sconds before Mitch dragged out a moan that ended in a very loud "AAAAAAAAUUHHHHHHH!!!!!!"

Mitch laid back and tried to catch his breath...his heart just about pounding out of his chest. He took a few minutes and snuggled with his bride before he got up, walked over to me, and with a smartass kind of tone he is known for he slapped my hand and said... "Tag...your turn!"

Stay tuned for part three....

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