"Oh my God, what is this? How do you? What?" he started asking.Hi Mike it's me, Steve or should I say Barbara. You remember when wetalked about women ...nd friends you know..." Yes." he replied."Well I wanted to show you real me and what I always been. And I don'tcare if you don't like it, it is me." Mike replied."When I said too bad you are not a girl, I really meant it, but had noidea about this." I was almost at the edge to cry when he said, "but Ilike it." Really?" Yes, you look so nice and I. As I writhed, impaled on the fingers but still holding the tray high, the third man said "that's enough for now. Let her continue serving until we're ready." With one last push, the fingers came out and the tit was replaced. I moved on wondering what he meant about "until we're ready." When I got back to the sofa, my blonde friend had moved around and the guy next to her was opening her top and freeing her swollen boobs. Her tits were tanned almost all the way to the nipples, with just tiny. I was surprised by her alertness, especially given her state of inebriation. Deanne spat out my cock at once and firmly squeezed its base of to prevent me from ejaculating all over her delicate face.Once she was assured I wasn’t going to blow my load, she grabbed my cock again and swung her leg over my waist. She then guided my cock between her silky lips and sat down. Deanne’s pussy was incredibly wet and my cock smoothly penetrated her tight opening. My sister’s pussy swallowed my shaft until. I was watching my husband fuck another woman… but I did agree to this. He caresses my back and strokes my hair, kisses my cheek and wiped off the tears. I looked into his eyes and he smiled, I tried to smile back, then he kisses me gently on the lips, then on my cheeks and back to my lips. This time I felt his tongue run on my lower part of my lip and I slightly opened my mouth. Still shaking, I met his tongue with mine… He was very patient and took his time caressing me, making me feel.