I beckoned them near me. Laughing, they came to bed. My wife took her seat besides me and Smita went down on me. I started kissing my wife passionatel..., playing with her boobs, pinching her nipples, which were hard now. From the actions, I could clearly make out that Smita was a great sucker and new blow jobs thoroughly. She kissed my toes and all the fingers of my both legs. Wetting them she worked out her way up to my dick. She kissed the head of my dick, taking away all the pre cum. I was. We had a nice dinner he did all, served picked up the dishes from the table put them in dishwasher etc. Came in my living room and she started with, honey he will agree and would like to talk about it. So he told me he had dreamed about being a man’s woman since in his late teens and early 20’s. This was a Friday night and none of us had to work the next day so, he said why not I tell you what I want to do. I would like to be your woman, for one night, and do what a female would do for a male,. I prayed she was empty and thank God she was! She slapped my sore cock several times and I tried to shove my tongue to her throat via her sweet ass. I wiggled my tongue some more and now my face was covered with my saliva and her ass juice. All I could smell was her ass. All I could taste was her ass.Yess my pet…eat it…eat my ass…yess, that’s it…suck my ass bitch! M-m-m-m-m yes! Worship mommy’s ass!I don’t know how long I ate her ass—seemed like days. She finally sat down on my mouth for. ”She finally got to the front door to find her sister’s boyfriend, Kyle, standing on the front porch. He was carrying a couple of boxes that he wanted to drop off for Mercedes. Kyle was a good looking guy who was several years older than her and she had a school girl crush on him.He causally asked her what was going on as he brought the boxes inside from the rain. After some banter which established that she was bored and alone. Kyle said, “You remember the last time I stopped by and you.