The hostess pocked me and told me to go in to the other room with her. She was one of my girlfriends closest friends and I knew already that this was ...bout my "dicklet". In the other room was my girlfriend waiting for me and in the other corner was the host of the party (the hostess boyfriend). For a moment there I thought she was breaking up with me but instead she asked me if I agreed upon a foursome. The only thing I was thinking about was how long since I last had sex. I accepted. Because. Now hubby is seking men to woo his slut wife to be their personal cum dump! Cum in her throat or impregnate her as a your wife!This make me so horny…I wanted her as my wife! I'm so turned on, now she is going to be my wife…we are going to make a f***ly of our own ;)I'm so happy…we are going to our honeymoon so we can make the magic begin ;)As my wife is an Indian, kama sultra will apply to our b**y-making session. Myself, a Mexican (don't worry guys…my p****ts had me here LEGALLY, U.S. Army. Casually Chandler mentioned that I was touching his nuts but he didn't move so I became bolder. Sliding my hand through the leg of his golfing shorts, I started caressing them. Sighing, Chandler leaned his head back on the couch and spread his legs wider. As I caressed his balls, I could feel his hard cock through the leg of his shorts. Chandler, now wanting to release his cock from its confines, unzipped his shorts even more, his cock almost slapping my face in the process. "Oh god," I gasped. There was a stack of firewood nearby, so I grabbed a few pieces and stacked them on the embers. With a little poking at the embers, the wood caught and the fire picked up.“Thank you,” said a voice, and I almost spat the water I was drinking.I stood and turned to face a redheaded girl climbing out of the tent. She couldn’t have been older than fifteen. “I’m sorry, I just needed some water and wanted to get warm,” I said.She stood up, wearing an oversized flannel shirt. It appeared to be the only.