There was just the slight problem that she was with another man rather than me.All Maggie said was, “What do you mean; what do you want?”“I real...y don’t quite know, but if you want take a few more moments, I’m fine with it.” With that, I went into the kitchen.As I started to make the coffee I turned to see that Maggie had followed me into the kitchen and was standing near me. She was still looking stunning in her short dress and strappy sandals. Her hair was a bit dishevelled. The silver chain. I, as the one who snagged this fine piece of ass, got the first poke. I pulled her boots and jeans off and tore off her panties. “This whore is wet,” I said, handing her soaked panties to the guy next to me. My cock was 8 inches and stiff as a board. Sabrina spread her legs and I slid it in. G-Man walked closer to the group so he could watch this stranger’s cock plunge deep in his wife’s pussy, and my balls bouncing against her ass. Sabrina’s strong legs gripped my waist, pulling me into her.. She moaned in anticipation. As I purposely delayed, she pleaded, “Please Fuck me I can’t bear it any more. Please fuck me SIR”. I entered her in a slow smooth motion enjoying every moment. This was the moment I had waited for such a long time. When I hit her tunnel end, I could hold no more and after a few quick pushes in and out, with every jurk nisha was saying FUCK FUCK FUCK, YA FUCK ME HEARD, SIR YESSSSSS FUCK ME YA… I exploded inside the pussy of my Nisha for the first time. She shuddered. She was still sitting in the booth when I arrived with another round of drinks for us, her breasts still showing beautifully through her top, except now there were two men sitting in the booth on either side of her. They had clearly had a few drinks and fancied their chances with a woman showing off in a hotel bar, maybe thinking that she was a prostitute looking for clients. I rejoined the table and passed my wife her drink. The men looked unsettled despite their level of intoxication. I.