She took out her damp thong and I put it in my pocket.Once in the first bar we had some beers, as Ana got looks of all men there. She crossed and open...d her legs as we were sitting there, showing her nice smooth thighs and her shaved mound to everyone.I went to the men’s room and as I came back, I found my sexy chatting with some men. They thought my wife was a street hooker and they wanted to have a chance with her…We finally left the bar and went back to this parking lot.Ana pulled down my. " "What?" Maria sobbed, looking up at Mrs Williams to make sure she heard her right. "You heard me. I want you to eat my pussy. Lama mi entrepierna." "No," Maria shook her head slowly, a look of disgust on her face. "Continue, Arnold," Mrs Williams said with a slow smile. "Certainly," he said enthusiastically. "No! Wait! I will do it," Maria said with a tortured look on her face. "No more whipping, please." "Excellent," Mrs Williams said with a satisfied look. "Oh,. Mrs. Harrison said something, maybe right then for a second she had begun to realize? I don’t know, I doubt it. ‘Eighty dollars!’ I yelled out. Paula looked up at me in shock. Our eyes met, then a slow smile crossed her face. I saw Alma’s eyes flash open, there were several gasps from the room. It was far too late to take it back. ‘What a nice bid. Are there any others? Anyone?’ Mrs. Harrison asked. Everything always went right over that woman’s head. There weren’t. Of course not. I doubt. I had a reoccurring fantasy about watching my wife getting fucked by another man whilst I watched. Nigel who was 18 and best man at our wedding seemed like a likely candidate.I suggested to my wife Sharon that she might like to have Nigel fuck her, at first she thought it was a little strange, but we were young and looking for kicks, and finally she agreed to give it a go, she said it would be interesting to know what it was like to have another mans prick between her legs. One night Nigel.