Throwing their stuff on the floor they made their way to the kitchen to grab some food . 'Strip',He ordered as soon as they had left, making himself c...mfortable on the couch. Savita, standing in front of him in her green blouse and grey shorts was dumbstruck at his directness, She had thought that making love to these men one at time maybe once a month would be enough on her part of the deal, an arcane process that she could just go through in the privacy of the bedroom as quickly as possible;. It isn't like my husband is all that interested in screwing me regularly. I'll let you do me as much as you want, hunk. It isn't like my hubby is around a whole lot, and even if he is, he won't guess why you're there, so we can fuck as much as we want. He works so much that he doesn't notice jackshit around the house. He could even be talking to you when he can't see your crotch and have no idea I was down on my knees with your cock in my mouth. So, if you want to fuck me again, then give me a. " Matthew closed the door behind him, leaning against it and grinning mischievously. "You made him do that?" "You looked uncomfortable." In the darkness of my room, I could hardly see his face. "Well, thanks you just cost me a new dress." "Can't you wash it?" "No, it's ruined. And I need to get the feel of beer off me." I pulled and tugged at the zipper at the front of my dress, but it refused to budge. "Let me help." Matthew came over to stand in front of me. "Do you mind?" he asked, reaching. I soon had a couple of fingers deep in her cunt and she was dripping juice. I pulled my fingers out and replaced it with my tongue and licked and sucked at her lovely, juicy hole. My wife was behind me and I could feel her pulling my shorts down to expose my stiff dick. She had taken her bra off to expose her magnificent breasts and erect nipples. I stood up and kissed my wife, so she could taste the maid's juices. Angela (my wife!) then got went down on the maid and it wasn't long before the.