She had really nice tits with great nipples that she loved to have sucked, which is one of my great pleasures in life. I also loved her curly mane of ...ark hair and her naturally tan skin.When I got home, I did fuck the wife hard and long, giving her a lot of pleasure. I told her about Tasha and everything we had done up to the club (except the part where we came close to fucking). I had asked Tasha if she was into women, and she was definitely bi-sexual. She also said she liked anal sex, which. When tragedy almost strikes the boy/girl couple can't thank the remaining boy enough. Or can they? (mmf-teens, youths, 1st)If you are under 18 this story isn't for you. If it’s illegal to read it where you are it also isn't for you. Please go elsewhere. Remember it's all fiction, no one was harmed in the writing this story and it never took place. Feedback or comments to [email protected] felt like excess baggage walking with the two others, almost to the point of being uncomfortable. )She moaned and muttered as she very slowly came out of a deep sleep."Oh god, not again already!, what time is it?, ooooh, oh that's nice, mmmmm, that's it, oh yes, lovely and full!"I moved Gustav leisurely, taking long deep languid strokes, fucking her as slowly and as gently as I knew how. She opened her eyes, turned her head and chest towards me, her nipples already partially erect, and I kissed her mouth softly and lovingly."Oh Jon, what a marvellous way to be woken up!"I slipped Gustav out. She giggled in a strange way and told, “Still it is not more than six inches.” I told “Wait more is coming. But for that you have to do more favors.” She looked at me questioningly. I told“You have to show me what is left. Just lift your sari and anything else you are wearing. Then you will see more effect.” She lifted her sari and petticoat. There it was, her pinkish pussy with a whole lot of hair and pussy lips closed. Still the lips were shining with what I could easily guess as pussy.