They suggested her to come to the back and when my wife asked where to sit one of my friends suggested on his lap.My wife looked at me and I gave her ... go ahead.She went into the back and finally sat on my friends lap .That was the beginning. My friend hastily welcomed her onto his lap.So there it was my wife sat in middle on my friends lap flanked on either side by 2 other friends of mine. My fourth friend who was sat in the front turned around with back pointing towards car window.I. He rested momentarily, then pulled out and yelled: “Next!”Another man stepped in behind her and repeated the process. He fucked her senseless. She could do nothing. Her slimy vagina was being used as a spew hole. The thought of her married pussy being used as a sperm bank for strangers suddenly became very erotic to her. Her mind was filled with the thought that her husband should be in the same room and forced to watch her being used as a fuck toy. It would serve him right to have his innocent. Stan was no teenager, but this woman was definitely having an effect on his manhood. It was even getting just a little uncomfortable to dance.Before things got too obvious or uncomfortable, he stopped and grabbed her lightly by the arm. “Why don’t we move on to conversation,” he said with a smile.A couple of the nearby girls snapped images with their phones of his smile. His very white teeth accented against his deep red face was an image any girl would love to have on her phone– especially. “You spilled some!” you tease her, and she begins licking the milk off your skin. She playfully tickles your nipple with her tongue and caches the drops that appear.To get to all the milk running down your front, she grabs your tit and gently lifts it. She lifts her milk-covered tongue to your open mouth. After a long, delicious kiss, she resumes sucking but leaves her hand on your tit, and begins slowly kneading it. This feels so good you feel yourself getting wet. “Yes, please… keep going.”.