I looked at the lipstick impression in my palm, and brought it up to my nose to smell the aroma. My penis was erect now. I was so aroused. I could sti...l smell the jasmine scent that followed Emily everywhere she went about the house. Rising up, I went to the french doors that opened from my library to the patio outside. They faced the west and the sun was from the south most of the day. I could see the three lounge chairs on the tiled patio surface. The one Emily used was turned to get most of. Michelle instantly opened her eyes and looked at me in surprise "Steve!" she exclaimed"Hi" I grinned "Paul asked me to take care of his lawnmower, and I have, but I see there's something else that now needs my attention!" I said as I ran my hand up her bare soft leg, onto her thigh and then up towards her wet hot crotch."Oh no, we can't i'm married, and Paul's your friend!" she replied looking shocked."And I want to help my friend anyway I can" I replied as my hand reached hers that was still. ."I love how you touch me. You know what I like. You make me tingle every time. Maybe this time though we won't get caught by any of your k**s yeah?" I said nothing. I just leaned in and began to lick her butthole. She loved it when I did that. Her little booty hole fuck her up every time I touched it. And her shit ring was always really hot. She had no problems letting me jam pretty much whatever I want anytime I want right into her ass. A few days ago I was pounding her pussy with everything. My mouth full of another guys tongue.Suddenly I was bent over...a thick cock was drilling straight into my butt crack...my arsehole near bursting....another cock was blurring in and out of my mouth...I was in the middle of a scrummage of guys...they had me locked in ...grabbing handfuls of my thighs, titties and bum cheeks.I was being consensually m*****ed...a contradiction in terms: but true. However: being groped roughly was a new strangely addictive feeling...I was hooked. My body was an.