“That was delicious,” she announces, “I’m glad I was your first.”He pulls out and rolls over, not even out of breath after such a vigorous f...ck session. I know it won’t be long before he recovers.“Time for us to have a little fun,” Butch announces, and the naked men approach my wife. The boy quickly moves out of their way. Two men, one on either side, began kissing and sucking her tits. Butch drops down between her legs and places them over his shoulders. He begins using his tongue and lips on. Any resemblance to people living or dead is purely coincidental. If you are under the age of 18, please stop reading here. If you are a bit squeamish about graphic depictions of sex and bondage, please stop reading here. The author takes no responsibility for those who wish to reenact anything written below.Permission is granted for private use. The author wishes any agencies that wish to publish this work, to please contact him at [email protected]. Or visit his weblog at. This opened up my view of his black cock holding my wife's white pussy lips apart. I wanted to stick my tongue in her ass hole and almost made that move, but my wife said you are allowed to look ONLY. You can not touch me!!He finished her off doggy style. When his soft cock slipped out of her a wad of cum followed . He stood up and dressed without a single word. I saw him to the door. When I ran back to the bedroom I was ready to dive into my wife's nasty loose hole but she was up and pulling. Talk about bad timing! Here I was about to be ravaged by a Viking blond and I had to get to the fucking airport. Time to change my agent but that would have to wait. Groping for my keys that were stuck in my pocket, I calculated that I had enough time to screw Greta, pack my bag and make it to the airport. That was if there was no traffic on the way….. Greta was even better without clothes. Her body was soft and hard in all the right places. A pair of legs that loved wrapping.