Then as if on queue, one of the guys got behind my wife’s head and pinned her shoulders down on the table. Two more guys got on each side of her leg... and held them up spreading her wide open him. Then I watched the head of his monster cock slowly disappear inside her. The room went silent! My mind began to race with all kinds of thoughts like, will he her hurt my wife, will he stop if she tells him to stop, will she even enjoy it? I mean come on here, I'm her husband not a real strippers escort. "Yeah, actually. We'll be there in a few minutes," I replied following behind her. With my coat wrapped around her, I was denied the chance to admire her small, curvy frame. I doubted I could maintain an erection in this cold either way. Suddenly she picked up her pace, clicking rapidly across the pavement and around the corner. A puzzled look inhabited me as I moved to match her pace.I didn't think I could maintain an erection in this cold. As I rounded the corner I was greeted by the sight of. She eased into the bed and said, "Now, come over here and lets do some more of that thing you were doing with your tongue."With most of my body on top of her and my erection poking her in her hip, I kissed her again. This time it was her mouth that told me what her pussy was going to do to my cock and it was me that broke the contact. "God, it was just like I was fucking your mouth with my tongue."She chuckled a little bit before she said, "Well, I'll tell you what, you can fuck my mouth with. They sat side by side in the quiet night. The moon was their only source of light, and the crashing waves provided them with all the music they needed. Andrea took Paulo’s hand in hers, and she kissed his fingers. Something was stirring inside him that he hadn’t felt in a long, long time. He was already smitten with this beautiful young girl, and now she was hinting at her own deep feelings for him. Soon enough, she was nuzzling up against his neck, and kissing his cheek softly. He was.