I was pretty happy with my life and had several married couples as close friends and had even had a couple of threesomes over the years which usually ...nvolved me being licked and sucked by the wife while the husband screwed her from behind, I tried to return the favour but just didn’t like licking another woman so those threesomes were pretty brief.Now on to my story.I had driven a few hours away to a small lakeside resort for the weekend where I hadgrabbed a book and picnic blanket then. We spoke in passing once and he introduced himself as Bert. He seemed like a nice guy just not very interested in me, so I thought. Bert was a big guy and maybe he was just shy or something. I said, “good morning” and proceeded to separate my clothes. As I finished loading the last load into the washer, Bert tapped me on the shoulder. When I turned around Bert was standing there holding a pair of my black lace panties to his face. I looked down at his crotch and noticed his manhood trying to. Aap bhee akeli ho na, to bhagwan ne mujhe aapki suraksha ke liye bheja hai.‘bhagavaan ko meri itni chinta kyon hui?’ unhonne majaakiya andaaj mein poochha to meri himmat badh gayi.‘aap ho hee itnee sundar ki bhagavaan ko bhee aapki itni fikr ho gayi hai.’mere javaab se vo sharama kar hansne lageen.phir kya tha.. ham donon aur ghul mil kar idhar-udhar ki baaten karne lage. ab mujhe kahaan nind aane wala tha.. saamne shahad rakha ho.. to kise neend aaegee.unake saath baaton mein kab subah ho. She sat across from him, legs slightly parted. My cell rang. I announced I had to leave for about 30 minutes. In actuality, I never went further than the window at the side of our house, proceeded to watch.As my wife pretended to do the interview, her robe slipped off her legs for a second, enough that he got to see her bush. She refreshed his drink, sat next to him and like the Russian milfs, took control.She put her hands on his face, French kissed him. before he could react, she slid his.