She points to the door and Jennifer Lopez struts in and Jennifer answers: "Your man-that's who" as she flings her hat on the dining room table while w...lking in. Britney then orders to Jennifer: "Go get him and bring him here." Jennifer disappears only to have him by his arm as he is a little drowsy. She throws him in a chair and then pulls off his pajama pants. Britney now flings her hat away and tosses her head so her hair flails about. "You're ours" she tells him. Jennifer drops to her knees. She let out a deep moan that vibrated along my pulsing shaft.She suddenly noticed my eyes staring at her. She lifted her head off my cock and her beautiful eyes met mine. While her hand kept pumping away, she gave me the cutest, biggest smile. She was still breathing hard with her arousal and looked so fucking sexy. Her smile was one of relief and accomplishment as she was clearly proud of herself. I smiled broadly back through my own pleasure. Staring into her lustrous eyes while her little. I wanted to scream out for her to stop but at the same time I was fascinated with the situation that had come about. I had a sick feeling and at the same time an excitement of what was about to happen.I watched and my wife positioned her pussy at the edge of the bed then I saw her reach between her legs as to guide the stranger's dick in her pussy. It wasn't long until I could see her body slowly jerking as she gripped the bed covers and starting fucking like a wild woman. He huge cock pounded. Had he any idea, he would've made dozens of references to it, saying things like, "Sense where I am intending to push; that's what you should be doing." He clearly didn't have a sense like mine, and I was pretty sure he hadn't even heard of anyone having such a sense. We'd discussed ki many times during our training, and nothing like my abilities had ever been mentioned. He didn't talk about sensing intentions at all, which - if he had a sense like mine - was an inexplicable omission in fight.