The room was cold, I could tell just from looking at her perky tits, reaching beside me I slowly cranked the dial on the thermostat, lowering the room... temperature to 40 degrees, immediately turning on the intense fan directly above her. This did the trick. Immediately she began to writhe, trying every way she could to escape the assault of cold air. Just that movement was enough to cause my cock to throb against my pants, watching her tighten and squeeze her tiny little virgin cunt, a single. When we first started the first part could take all night. She played it cool and coy exactly like when she was looking for love. Now she’s faster. Unless she’ goes slow just to piss me off. The things that can come out of that woman’s mouth. The way she can look at you saying them. It’s discombobulating. She can ask a question that only has one answer. That smile and that body. No-one but the most attached and most faithful have any chance.The second part is the riskiest. It can. Mary got off me and asked for me to fuck her doggy style. I was so close to cumming I was glad she stopped for a moment. She went on all-fours on the bed and I placed my cock into her from behind. I could see her tits rocking back and forth as I quickened my thrusting. John lay beside us, occasionally feeling his wife’s nipples and pulling on his cock. It was too much for me. “I’m going to cum,” I said. “Fill me,” was Mary’s reply. I emptied myself inside her pussy. I could feel my balls. I just watched as another man, naked prepared to have sex with my sleeping wife. Karen just lay there on the floor, blissfully unaware that another man was going to take her.I sat on the couch and watched Pete first kneel down next to her and lift up her top. Her breasts bulged out of her bra. It was of a type that had a clasp at the front, Pete flicked my wife’s bra and her tits plopped out. He wasted no time and began sucking her nipples, gingerly at first then more aggressive. I could see.