I fasten a new bra around mychest its from my vintage collection it's a 1950s French bra, it's in apretty peach nude shade of a glossy cotton. The gen...rous cups aresharply pointed with a trio of darts and semicircular stitching undereach cup, with an elastic closure in back and cool transparentcelluloid-type adjusters on each fine ribbon shoulder strap.The combination camisole and long leg knickers are in white cotton withpurple lace trim. They are sleeveless with a rounded neckline the. Hell, I couldn't have been more wrong.My wife is damn gorgeous though her younger sister was in a league above her. All I could do was stare at the sheer beauty of both women pleasuring each other.I swear I could have watched them for hours, then the anger started to set in. How dare that bitch betray me like this! (yeah I know there's that word) That's when I heard my wife state, "Oh god Terri! So good, a hell of a lot better than John has ever been."I tensed up, that sounded like she was. She laughed and did it a few more times. It felt so good. Then she rubbed her whole hand and palm down the length and started playing with my balls. It was the most amazing thing I had ever felt. I would have done anything for her at that moment, as long as she just kept playing with me. When she was done with my balls, she grabbed my hard cock in her hand and started giving me a handjob. I could have died in that moment and been happy. The moment didn’t last long before my dick started. She was running her tongue up and down my shaft; giving little flicks to the tip of my cock, from time to time. I moaned my appreciation.Just then Pyx burst in. "You've got to see this room, Master! There's ... Hey! What do you think you're doing?!"Vonda smiled innocently. "I said that I was going to wake him up."The blonde stamped her feet. "I didn't know you meant like this." Don't fight, girls," I said. "There's room for both of you."Pyx leapt on the bed, and licked and sucked on my balls,.