“Thank you, we like it don’t we Mandy?” replied Tom. “Lots of happy memories here for us,” he continued. “Well, I am sure we will have man... happy more,” replied Marcus. Tom stopped and looked at Marcus. Had he said “we?” Marcus stood smiling at Tom and with a glint in his eye, stated “Shall we?” and waved Mandy forward in an exaggerated, chivalrous manner. Tom again felt the burning mix of anger and angst as already Marcus seemed to be completely in charge and at home, in his, their, home. He. "No!" Sally whispered."Please," I said. I could hardly speak, but I'm sure she heard the longing in my voice. She did not resist further as I pulled the panties down her legs, letting them rest on the top of her jeans.All I could see was Sally's naked butt. The man standing on our right, however, could clearly see the brown triangle of Sally's naked cunt.The man sitting on the left wanted to see, too. He got off the chair and knelt near Sally, his face only inches away from her cunt.I gently. His cock was white and slimy with her cum and with her juices.a friend of my wife's lover shoved his big black cock in her mouth everytime she started making noise. She would half scream or moan or whatever and end up just woozing and slobbering all over the cock her mouth.I watched them. I was so jelous-- not because she was fucking other men, i thought-- but because I wanted to be fucking her with them, or getting fucked with her.I watched the black giant roll her onto her onto her knees. "Brought some this time." I grinned.She smiled back. "Cheeky bastard." she said, but with a big grin. She sat more upright, peering at the pack. "Twelve?" she giggled "Bit of an optimist, aren't you?"I shrugged, and chuckled.She pushed her self up out of the chair and moved toward me. She stood very close. Her crotch was level with my face and only a couple of feet away. I could smell her sex, and see the clear outline of her pussy beyond the tight lycra. She ran a hand up her leg, under her.