I roll my eyes at his warning that my mom will be back soon and I shouldn't dawdle. Does he know nothing about a woman getting ready for a night out? ...ike mom would just get back in the car after a long working day without a shower or anything.I throw the robe on the bed when he leaves, and I can't help rubbing my fingers over my hardened nipples. Not thinking about anyone in particular when the little tremor of pleasure goes through my body.I try to be as quick as I can as I pull on one of my. “Oh....wow..” Leif said quite surprised by my request. “I......uh....certainly didn't expect that.”“Forgive me for asking, you don't need-”“Oh no, it's okay, I just didn't expect that.” Leif said smiling at my wife. “I certainly have no objections.”Leif had a family back in Norway but broke up with his wife, working to provide for his offspring. So I knew he wouldn't turn her down.“So?” my wife asked while rubbing his leg gently.He looked between us and smiled. “I would absolutely love to.”I. He whispered in my ear: “Let’s take this inside and get more comfortable!”He walked me through the lounge then upstairs to a mezzanine level. Opening the door he led me into his bachelor bedroom. One wall was floor to ceiling covered by mirrors; another wall had a giant TV screen opposite a king size four poster bed.A video camera was placed on top of a tripod pointing to the bed.Bob dimmed the lights and approached to me saying:“It’s a pity the bet was only a blow job”. “That was a bet with my. The ring of my ass opened slightly as the pink tongue snaked its way into my rear end.“Oh god,” I cried as my breath began to catch up with me again, my fingers working slowly on my clit as I leaned against the sturdy sofa. My fingers massaged my throbbing clit as a tongue worked my ass and the remote pounded my pussy. A hand slowly worked the globe of my ass cheek as they feasted on my ass hole.A weight pressed into my back, the soft swell of a breast and smooth skin rubbing against me as I.