She giggles as she realizes what is happening. They finish the joint, between sips of wine, in this way. One would draw the smoke in, then lean to t...e other to share as they kiss.After the joint is finished, they lean back against the headboard sipping the rest of their wine, close together as the joint and wine relaxes them both completely.Emma’s fingers easily find their way to Donald’s cock and she caresses it and his balls, jerking him some as he hardens more and more. He can tell by her. "Awfully domesticated for a man." Jennifer teases. "Did you train him?" She asks you. You smile and shake your head, saying that you found me that way. Jennifer laughs with a contaigous laugh, and she stands to check her clothes. They're still damp, although some of her shorts are almost dry, and one t-shirt is dry enough to wear. She asks if she can set up her tent outside, and that she can sleep in it tonight. I pick up her sleeping bag and ring out a corner over the small sink, letting the. As I walked through the living room, I heard a commotion noise outside the kitchen window. In the distance, I saw my lovely wife Ana and our Mexican gardener, Diego, a good man that usually makes some jobs. Upon closer examination outside, I saw Diego was doing more than just looking my wife. Ana was kicking and screaming as the man was fondling her right in the garden. My wife`s jean shorts covered her shapely, beautiful ass, but she was topless. Her bra was missing and her blouse had been. I look down, and I see another cock out next to mine, I look up and some guy is smiling at me, and my wife on her knees underneath the bar. I look at him, about to push him away, then I look down. My wife is staring at this cock, its a little thicker than mine,, but the same size. I glance around, and everyone is watching the concert, I look down a again, and me and my wife's eye lock, and its a look of lust. I give her a nod and watch her inhale his cock. I look at him and watch his eyes close.