He brought her over to dinner and after meeting her I could not have been happier for him. That was until I suddenly realised it was the same girl I k...ew from the refugee centre where she volunteered and helped young asylum seekers assimilate and where I too volunteer from time to time. My heart stopped for a moment as I recollect spotting her a few months back on her knees sucking the cocks of 2 young Syrian refugees. I peered through the gap in the door and rubbed my stiff cock watching her. I sucked away at his beautiful cock as mine got harder and harder. Soon it was uncomfortable so I stood up to remove my jeans. As I did he sat up, and pulled my shorts down. He leaned forward and tickled my sack. Goosebumps swamped my whole body. He opened his mouth and his wet tongue welcomed my dick. I kicked my jeans and shorts off my feet, as he pulled me back onto the bed. He climbed on top of me and kissed me again. Our dicks and balls were touching.I slid my hands over his sweaty back,. I had moved to the small town where I spent my summer vacations with my grandparents and married a local girl a few years younger than myself.I had lived in the town long enough to have made a number of friends before I met and began dating my wife, Diane.One of the guys I had become friends with, Gary, had gone to school with my wife, and she couldn't stand him. Every time he came around he would make comments to me like, "you know, I almost dated her myself.' or "She's lucky she didn't date. She barely reached my shoulders, standing barefoot and naked in front of me. I gently massaged her 36-c cup breasts, lightly feeling her nipples, which were rock hard. Donna pressed her mound against my swollen cock. I took her by the hand and we hastily retreated to the master bedroom. Donna yanked the covers from the bed and lay sprawled on the sheets, face up. I positioned myself between her legs and gingerly inserted a lone finger into her hot pussy. She moaned her approval. I alternated.