When she walked through the door the smell of her perfume made me want to rip her clothes off. Be cool Supreme, "I said to my self while taking her c...at". As she walked over to the couch my eyes were glued in on that ass! Would you like something to drink I asked politely. Yes what do you have? Just about anything you want. Okay Mr. what ever you want I will have a glass of Arbor Mist Peach. No problem! After a few drinks and some small talk I could tell she was ready to get down to. It was huge and I knew exactly what he wanted her to do now. I wondered whether she would decline to suck him off because she never gave me head anymore. Not a chance. He slapped his dick into my wife's face and she started to caress his shaft with her little fingers and cute, bright pink nails. She ran them along its full length and massaged his balls and then began to lick it all over. She tried to take the full length in her mouth but couldn't fit it all in. I felt utterly inadequate as I. Knowing I had no more in the fridge, I passed her my, almost full, can. ‘Still thirsty?’ I asked. ‘Oh yes.’ She replied. When she realized I had given her my beer, she added, ‘Are you sure?’ I nodded and smiled, and she took another long drink. ‘Good God it’s hot.’ She said. She held the now half empty can against the back of her neck, to cool herself down—then she applied the can to her throat, sighing in appreciation of the relief that the cool can offered her. I stood up and opened the. I engage both my hand to squeezing her beautiful breasts. So she hold me tightly with her hand around my back and slide my t-shirt up and touches my bare back. As I’m squeezing her erect hard nipple with thumb and first finger hardly, she started moaning “Ahhhh !!! Ahhhh!!!”. Her sounds drive me more crazily. I pressing her breast and nipple more harder and she started screaming loudly. As we were still kissing each other so she can’t moan freely. She tried to free her lips from me and moan.