What happened next?"I reached over and slipped my hand down the front of my wife's thong finding her pussy was soaked with her juices. I smiled at her...saying, "This is turning you on isn't it...your pussy is on fire...look how wet it is." Oh fuck you Troy...stop playing with me and tell me."Sliding my fingers over her wet pussy, working them between her folds as she gasped and started moaning I asked her, "Do you want to cum...it looks to me like your pussy needs some attention. Or do you want. I looked into the back seat. Michelle’s sleeping bag, pillow, and travel bag were there, along with a brown bag of what I assumed could only be booze.“Do you have any food in your bag?” It was worth a shot.“No, Kevin said he had enough for the weekend, and that I should just bring drinks for everyone.”“Damn. I only have a few granola bars in the back.” I climbed over into the back seat and reached over into the trunk to pull out my emergency bag. I opened it up and pulled out a frozen bottle of. He was a college rugby fan, and attended both the men’s and women’s games as often as time allowed. I was drawn to this guy like a moth to the proverbial flame. He was so damn hot. Unfortunately, I seemed to have met him too late. My arch nemesis, Majandra Brown walked up to Johnson Noel and kissed him on the mouth. My eyes blazed with anger. How dare she? Didn’t she see that I was talking to him? Majandra linked her arm in Johnson’s, then stared at me coldly. Johnson smiled at me,. I could onlywatch in horror as she ground her cunt into his face. Then came thestockings and suspender belt. The stockings were flung in my direction, andI manouvered them to my face, smelling Nadia's female scents as her morevirile lover continued to prepare her to receive his liquid. Finally Nadia'sbrassiere was removed, leaving my wife stark naked before the still fullyclothed Frederico. Now Nadia sat up a bit, and unzipped the man's fly. Ifollowed her every movement as her hand went inside.