. that view just arrroused me continuously. After my first glass he poured it again.. asking me if I wanted to be his sugar baby for a week.. I nodded...yes and my hard dig just flipped some more dripping softly on my belly and lingery.. the thought of being his personal whore for a week aroused me.. feeling I was an escort for a week in an legal way. Nobody could say I was escorting. What I haven’t done ver in my life. I now can experience the thrill of it, safely. So I, maybe also because of. " She said as she hugged Tim close.Sara had noticed how loving and protective Tim was towards Janie. "I have an idea," she said. "Why doesn't Tim spend the night here too? We have plenty of room, and everything else we need." She had a twinkle in her eye as she said it.Tim raised an eyebrow and said, "I appreciate the offer Sara, but I haven't brought anything for a sleepover. I should be going."Janie held onto his arm tightly. "No! You stay, stay with me tonight Tim!"As she said it she looked. We spend all that night fucking furiously each other. I imagined all my friend’s wives while fucking her and she imagined my friends. It was a great fun. I explained them lets go for an open sex party. I asked them frankly who wish to fuck my wife’s sexy gaand and juicy choot. No one replied, being bolder I replied I wish to fuck your wives badly even I used to fuck my wife imagine their wives. Then slowly all accepted that they have had an urge to fuck my wife too and even actually all agreed. His hold on her waist slackened."My, Adam," she said breathlessly as she brought her hand up to her cheek, "Where has this come from?" She took a small backwards step, placing her shades onto her head.Her rumpled half-open shirt hung to one side leaving a generous portion of her ripe breast exposed.He moved closer.“Do you really think we should be doing this,” she said, voice barely rising above a whisper.Her face showed signs of doubt. But her eyes betrayed an eagerness for him to continue, a.