Slow but deep. I continued to pound her brown eye. Just as I was about to lose it, my wife said it was her turn. I pulled of of Karen's ass and stood ...ack while the ladies changed positions. Karen laid on the sofa and spread her legs while my wife knelt down and began to eat her pussy. Again, I positioned myself for some good old fashion fucking and began to piston my wife’s pussy. At this point, after the 3 bottles of wine and all the sexual delirium, I decided to try to fuck my wife’s ass. I. " Wonder what?" How she keeps her husband looking like she does. God knows I'd let him put his shoes under my bed any day." He is rather good looking, isn't he."She stood there holding the bag of ice cubes and thinking about what she'd just heard. Didn't want to embarrass her? Kinder not to invite her? They pitied Martin? Oh God, and she fought back the tears, got herself under control and went back up to the party.When everyone was gone she locked herself in the bathroom, took off all of her. Again.knock knock knockThe rapping on the door announced itself for the second time that day. The lock clicked open and in walked a young woman who James could only presume was Heather.She was a lovely young woman with long brunette hair that draped down the right side of her head in a luscious, dark wave. Her eyes were light, gleaming sapphires, growing more hopeful by the second as she took in James’ form. Her arms and shoulders were bare, her dark blue one-piece dress held up by two thin. He tried to put everything back in their original place before leaving his sister’s room. He had just jumped back on his bed with the new book… this one similar to the other but slightly larger in size but not as thick… when he heard the front door shut and his mother shout out his name. Cursing the timing of his mother’s return, and yet pleased that his cock could get some female attention, he popped the two books under his pillow and rose to go meet his mother. ===============================.