She saw Preston about five wives away, fucking a young blonde up the ass. The girl was looking over her shoulder at Preston as she masturbated the man...in front of her with her thick, wobbling cock-warmers, and the expression on the young slut's face was one of arrogant, furious disgust and vexation!The piercing gleam in the busty nakedblonde's blue eyes said it all. She most definitely did not want Preston's cock up her butt. She sure has pretty eyes, though, Tara observed. And the girl's. “Nothing,” I said.“I can tell when you’re lying and you’re definitely lying. Plus, you never smile at your phone, you only brood at it,” Courtney said.I rolled my eyes. “Ugh, fiiine, I was texting Mr. Chapman,” I admitted.“Mr. Chapman?” Jasmine asked, furrowing her eyebrow. Her eyes widened. “You got hunky black guy’s number?!” she shouted.“Shhh! Not so loud!” I hissed. “Yes, we exchanged numbers last week.”“What the hell Hailey, why have we not been part of this?” Courtney asked, standing up. So whn I came out from bathroom, she has removed the nighty and she was in half hand white shirt and a long frock.She was just like an angel..... We hugged and had a deep mouth kiss like mad dog and my heart beat was very fast. First time hugging somebody else wife.......heavenly feeling... I have to hurry for want of time. I lifted her arms and smelled her arm pit which I love to do always....then immediately opened her shirt,not fully and lifted her bra and strarted sucking like an hungry. Initially, there had been some awkward moments getting used to each other’s habits and routines. It was clear from the start that Pete had been attracted to her, and he was cute, she thought, but not the macho Latino she was usually attracted to. Over the course of the three months, his gentleness and thoughtfulness had made their impression on her. Two weeks ago, he had asked her to go out to dinner. The restaurant had had a small band which played a variety of songs, most of them dance-able..