After a third glass of wine she said let go back to her place and if I was reading this right it was not for a peck on the cheek. Once back at her hou...e she poured drinks and came and sat down next to me and she asked me if I found her attractive and I said yes then she asked if I found her sexy to which I had to say no but in a polite manor and then I explained sexy is not just how you dress it can be what you dress in but it’s also about what you project. I used Belinda as an example not my. Jerry was playing with Sandy’s tits as he entered her. “Oh my god, that feels so good.” She moaned pushing herself closer. He dropped down on the bed. I watched as Jerry cock disappeared into my wife’s hot, creamy cunt. Sandy usually needed lots of foreplay beforehand but I sensed her getting hotter and hotter. Her hips started to rock around counter clockwise. I knew her movements well, her breathing became more strained. She had her arms around him tightly as she moaned, “Oh don’t stop, and. We will be ready by then”. Donald smiled, danced a little jig as he went out the room. “Show off”, Brett shouted as everybody laughed. Agness hit Brett with a pillow saying, “in my day, I could out dance the both of you”! For the next 10 minutes, they made slow, breath taking Love. Brett dumped another thick load inside her. As he rolled off her, he heard her “purring” like a well satisfied Pussy and winked at her. Just as Brett was leaving the room he met Donald saying, “I'll pull the meat. On the rare occasions Dan had lured her into one of the city’s sex shops, Chloe had avoided the glass display cases where all types and sizes of strange gadgets had her blushing with embarrassment. How come she thought, a prude like me has sexual fantasies of being abused by a horde of savage men. In bed, eyes closed she could imagine their dirty earth stained faces and smell their sweat as each took pleasure from her helpless body, firmly attached to stakes and spread wide in the dirt.. ….. .