Oh, how I wanted him to touch my pussy, slide a finger in or rub my clit. He extended one fingertip and drew it lightly up my slit. It was heavenly! B...t he stood up, holding his wet finger to his nose while his other hand adjusted his cock in his pants. It was clear I was making him hard. The thought of his hard cock made my juices flow again and filled my pussy with desire.“Why?” He said, reluctantly pulling his gaze away from my nakedness and looking into my eyes. “Why would you put yourself. I always thought that if it was out there in the open, it was there to play with.Then, one Sunday afternoon when we were watching a football game on the box, one that we neither really cared which team won, at halftime, Hannah, with the score tied, picked a side and asked if I wanted to bet on the outcome. I think she was mostly bored with the game but I told her that as long as the bet involved sex I was in.We actually never saw the end of the game, some friends came over and we turned it off. In her head, she thought that he would be jealous and annoyed with her for thinking of another man fucking her. If only she knew that Sam was thinking precisely the same thing as he saw his fingers slipping between her swollen pussy lips. He'd dreamed of seeing a stranger fucking Olivia while giving him a blow job ever since seeing his first threesome in a porn film, quite soon after they had married. The idea of seeing another cock sliding between her pussy lips, seeing her enjoying herself. Suddenly, the door to the bathroom swung open. The light from the steamy shower room filtered into the bedroom and was washed out by the full moon through the window. Rachel rolled over a bit in bed to see what was going on, and what she saw nearly forced her to her orgasm. Veronica stood in the doorway, all of her slender and shapely body and D-cup breasts completely nude and dripping wet. When she saw Rachel , who was out of the bed and standing so close to her, Veronica put a slender arm.