As he went over he stopped pounding her and drove his cock deep for her to feel his dick ejaculate inside her, and ad to the cum in her ass. He laid d...wn on top of her and covered her, slowly thrusting again with his dick as it softened.“Was that what you needed Becky,” he asked.“Exactly what I needed stud. How about you lover?” she asked.“It was for now, but the night is still young. Give me some time to recover, and I will give you a nice slow cuddle fuck as we lay her together,” he said.They. ” Sharon was looking quite self-assured, but in a wholly different way from how he was used to seeing her. Paul almost stuttered over the words, “But to win that bet you would have to…” “Yep.” He recovered slightly, but was still off-balance as his mind raced. “What makes you think that you’d win, especially as I’d be the judge?” Sharon took a deeper breath than normal, as if she was heading down a new path for her, the ball was rolling and she was finding her way. . We kept chit chat to a minimum and I went into the kitchen to get some glasses of wine to make the night go more smoothly.I came back into the living room to discover them already making out. She pulls away when I come back but I tell them to continue. I sit on another couch and I keep my distance. They are making out heavily. I don’t feel jealous yet. My husband does not waste anytime and takes her shorts and then her panties off. And then he pulls out his cock. She smiles and says wow. I know. Neither of us was hungry yet so we took one of the bottles of wine out onto her balcony to enjoy the evening. Or at least I tried to. I was so jazzed up at the thought of fucking her that I had trouble concentrating. Halfway through the bottle Alex stood up and turned to face me. ‘Enough of this pussyfooting around. Come with me.’ Dutifully, I followed her inside, admiring her legs for the hundredth time that day as she led me toward the back of her apartment. My mouth was suddenly dry and I.