Whatever had happened on Frank's house, it was past, and Roger was curious about it, but he wouldn't spoil this moment with a serious question. The im...ortant was that, whatever it was, Lucy had dealt with it.If Lucy was there, rubbing her hands on those girl's butts, offering them to her husband, it only meant that she was okay.Roger started to remove his shoes. Than Lucy said:"Oh, you can get help for that!"And then she called:"Boys!"They quickly appeared. They had been in the next room, just. He was smart, fair and stylish, a taller fellow, with a sophisticated look that impressed many. I believe my wife had a liking for him since she saw him. I was a bit jealous, but wanted her satisfied. I called Arun to my place one day for drinks in the evening and asked my wife Priya to dress revealingly and just sexy enough to have him thinking of her. The plan was to have him drinking enough to accept our proposal and my wife’s dressing would help.On the day, my wife dresses in a low cut top. I shyly looked up at him through lowered lashes, and he had his answer. He began to undress, not hurriedly, but with purpose. Beneath his clothes was the body of an athlete. He took them off, revealing broad shoulders and lean muscles beneath a manly swirl of dark hair. He rose to remove his pants, and I believe I held my breath until he stood before me in all his glorious nudity. His erection stood large and proud like a ramrod, so big and thick like a tree trunk, and my pussy throbbed to be. Roxie quickly dived forward and slurped it off, murmuring ‘Mmmm, you taste really good too.’ ‘Damn, that feels wonderful.’ I said, looking down at her. I couldn’t believe that such a beautiful woman had her hand wrapped around my hard cock. Roxie looked at me, her green eyes glinting, then winked and slipped her mouth over the swollen head. She gently suckled it, tickling the underside of the glans with her tongue as she continued to stroke it slowly. A shockwave a pure pleasure shot through.