Maybe she'd had too much wine to recognise me? I looked at her eyes - they were red and puffy, but not through tiredness or alcohol: she had been cryi...g. I yanked up my pants and loosely did my belt to stop them falling again whilst I made my way purposefully to a sorry looking Donna."What's wrong?" I asked, truly concerned with my friend's new wife. Finally, she seemed to notice that there was someone else in the room and the bride looked up into my eyes and scanned them in desperation."He's. Her little tight ass swaying like a calling card. If a calling card said come fuck me that is. Ugh, I adjusted my poor strangled cock and went to make me a stiff drink.Not even 5 minutes passes and I can hear her in the kitchen yelling at Boomer, our 160 lb Bull Mastiff. I laugh to myself, this can’t be good. I go to the kitchen to see what’s going on and there’s poor naked Ashlyn standing at the sink trying to do the dishes but Boomer is in there with his head shoved up between her legs trying. My mind and body have never felt this alive. I just want to tell you that last night was unreal. I can also still feel your kisses all over me and your gentle touch. The way our mouths meet and our lips touched as we kissed and held each other. Your eyes looking into mine and seeing just how much I want you. And how I can no longer wait for you to have me. Our tongues touching and dancing in one another mouth. I feel your hands on my back caressing me. Feeling down my back and then up under my. It was so fucking erotic! And just when he thought they were through, he watched them position themselves in a sixty-nine pose so they could lick and probe each other’s tight little assholes, sending them both over one more time.They were beautiful in each other’s arms as they kissed again, sharing their juices so sensually, Chad thought he might spill his seed in his pants.Karena laughed, “Oh, for goodness sakes, Chad. Take out your cock and let your wife suck it like only she knows how.”Reina.