Aber Sabine sprang begeistert auf und fing an, mit Achim durch das Hotelzimmer zu schwoofen. Zunächst noch etwas steif, aber für mich war ganz offen...ichtlich, dass Achim beim Tanzen Stückchen für Stückchen meine Sabine zunehmend enger an sich zog. Schon bald hätte kein Blatt Papier mehr zwischen die tanzenden Körper gepasst. Beide, Achim und Tatjana, flirteten ganz ungeniert mit Sabine. Beide gaben sich betont witzig und locker und spielten all ihre Erfahrung gegenüber uns jungen Hühnern aus.. His face glistened with her juices still, and it was a little red from the curls around her pussy scratching him, but he wore a hungry smile. Her pleasure-fogged brain had barely processed that when she felt the tip press against her folds. A moment later, a deep groan rumbled in her throat as his big cock slid easily into her well-lubricated, and still climaxing pussy. “Ah, fuck yeah,” he said as his smooth-shaven balls tapped against her ass. “S-so big. Oh my god,” she exclaimed. He felt as. I was sure it would be altogether different to hear about the actual experience. No longer just fantasy with an un-named, imagined man. Suddenly very real. With a real man, with a real name. Who Neil knew, and who was still around as a potent male competitor.Hearing from his loving wife just how amazing Jason was in bed was likely to be much more challenging than the fantasy we’d shared. As part of this, I pretty much knew that Neil would ask me who was better, and that I’d have to tell. I could feel the heat pouring off of him, and could feel the muscles through his shirt. I also noticed that he kept looking at my full exposed cleavage, loitering there for long periods of time, while he discussed the wine he was drinking. Then it happened, his hand went to my leg and up my thigh. I just took a drink and didn’t say anything for fear I would sound like a man! He rubbed it back and forth, every rub getting closer and closer to my thong. And with the soft silky dress against the.