The stud that was slamming his prick into my wife was young, not more than thirty, with a deep outdoor tan that complemented his naturally olive skin....His well-muscled body was shining with sweat, and his coarse, heavy hands gripped my wife’s hips as he kept pounding her cunt with a pile-driving stroke. This was too good to be true. My wife and I loved doing three-ways and cuckolding scenes, but we usually surfed the personal ads and arranged our fun in advance, and with consent. This was. Barrett. He wondered if he should trash the SLuT9 so no one else could get it. He wondered if he should call and warn Emily that she and Hayley might be in danger.He did come to one decision. Checking the time, he pulled his cell phone out and used speed dial."Hello, Daddy," Emily said when she answered."You at lunch, baby?" Yep. Good timing by the way." It wasn't luck. I wanted to talk to you and figured you'd turn your cell on as soon as lunch was called." What did you need?" I called to let. First I went into the washroom and later she came inside.I locked the door and we started kissing passionately…slowly I started squeezing her boobs and her ass from over her saree….she got aroused and was making wispering haaaa sounds.Suddenly She broke the kiss and said this is wrong…I shouldn’t be doing this.I said nothings wrong.You are satisfying and pleasuring yourself which your husband is not giving you…She was silent,So I again started kissing her and slowly lifted her saree up and was. In my room? Three Days?” I hinted.Heather smiled. “Oh! Hmm ... It does involve Three Days. Definitely.”I felt a twinge in my middle. Holy crap. Was she going to try to make a move with Lara? The thought was a little nerve-wracking, but strangely exciting, too.“Okay. I trust you, Heather. I like surprises.”“Good! I promise it’ll be awesome! Well, if it even happens!”If it even happens... ? My head was abruptly filled with all sorts of visions as I rose off the chairlift and slid to a stop a bit.