The bigger the better.My cock was only 4 inches and although my wife Susan had never complained, I wanted her to have more.I had been talking online t... Jack for a while, and he had agreed to join us. I had sent him pics of Sue and he was well up for it. Talking Susan into it had been a bigger problem. I introduced the idea while we were having sex.Susan usually rubbed her clit to climax when we made love.I didn't think my little cock satisfied her enough.She was always crying "harder. Maine phir uski nabhi ko kis kiya, uske pet ke ek ek hisse ko kiss karte chala gaya. Jab main utha to uski aankhen band thi. Maine uske lips pe kis kiya aur uske neck pe uske ears pe. Uski body se ek ajeeb si smell aa rahi thi.Par maine us par dhyan nahi diya aur laga raha apne kaam pe. Maine phir dheere dheere uska pallu gira diya aur uska blouse kholne laga usne phir mujhe rokne ki koshish ki par maine usko phir kiss karke shaant kar diya. Thodi der main woh mere samne puri tarah se nangi. Never nasty, always sexy, she took her pleasure and gave it to me. Towards the end, hers and mine, she curled over me, her nipples hard against my back and she reached under me to squeeze a nipple hard and strum my clit. I have no idea who came first.All I can tell you is the van was rocking, I was flying and there was a lot of noise although I couldn’t have told you who was making it and I lost almost all sense of where I was. When conscious thought returned, I was face down, flat on the bed,. A dolly was cradled in the crook of her elbow. A GI Jane doll, but a dolly none the less. As I ushered them into my office Pamela planted a chaste kiss on my cheek. Betsy showered my face with wet sloppy smooches while embracing me in a bear hug, rubbing her diaper clad cunt up and down my pants leg.With a "Bad Girl!" from Pam and a muffled swat on her fanny from me, Betsy reluctantly released me and plopped down on my rug to play. She sat Indian style, rocking back and forth while babbling.