“Gods, I'm horny,” gasped Fiona. “Husband of mine, please, I need you. Fuck me.”“Fuck our wife,” moaned Aoifa. “I love it when she moans...into my pussy while being fucked.”I peeled off my chainmail coat, dropping it to the ground in a clatter. My hands undid my leather pants, my hard cock spilling out. I fell to my knees and hiked up Fiona's white robes. Her pussy, adorned by fiery hair, dripped with her excitement between her thighs.“Yes,” Fiona moaned as I sank into her.“Pater's cock,” I. "Yes." I told her but my face gave out an expression that meant I'm only k**ding."Then I guess this relationship is just perfect since you're like my cellphone." She said. I gave her a confused look. "You make me happy, I can talk to you, and your really hard.(note back then she owned a Nokia) The only difference is my cellphone vibrates. But at least you can fit into my --" I interrupted her. She turned me on when she said her cellphone vibrates. Thoughts of her using her cellphone as a. "Hold that thought baby," she purred. I was the most turned on I had ever been, but found another level when she returned in an oversized sweater ... and nothing else!"Wow!" I exclaimed before grabbing her and kissing her. My hands wandered, from her broad and strong shoulders to the small of her back. When I reached her thick, luscious ass I noticed there was no underwear. I pulled back in a bit of pleasant disbelief."So, you like this?" she smiled."What do you think?" I replied while running. I made a plan. I asked her that I think we should party sometimes on Friday night and we should drink together at home and then leave so that we can save on cost and then can just have fun dancing. Little she knew about my intent. On the day, I made her drink a lot and had a moderate quantity myself. Once I thought she is really drunk and has a hit I was all set to drive her to a wild disc. I knew that when she gets drunk she gets really naughty and crazy so I was all excited on our way. I made.