She stood there, rigid as his fingers worked their magic, rubbing and caressing her secret places. She looked down at him sitting in front of her, arm...muscles tensed, and saw the predatory gleam in his eyes, he wanted her... NOW... She whimpered at this, remembering the other times he had made her cum until it felt like her head would explode. He seemed to be holding back now, teasing her, his fingers stroking her g-spot as his thumb rubbed her clit. Suddenly his fingers withdrew, and her pussy. Her ass. Her pussy! Here was my normally shy wife playing with her pussy in front of my two friends. What was happening? Just when I thought I had seen everything, baam! She does something else. My head was swooning, and if I had any idea of what was to follow, I would have needed a chair!Now fully naked, Mary lay down on the table, and spread her legs wide, with the guy staring straight into her pussy. She swirled her middle finger around her clit a couple of times, and dipped it into her. Every time I stopped to think, my head overloaded with memories of Stephanie. Her orgasmic moans, her soft fingers on my hardness, her buttocks in my hands...At the end of our runs, Amy and I would race to the finish. Without fail, I would always fall behind my beautiful friend. No matter how hard I tried, Amy was always the better athlete and she would always outrun me.That race started like any other. Amy pulled ahead of me, as always. And my eyes locked onto the incredibly toned ass in those. With amazing dexterity, he untied her, flipped her over and secured her flat on her back to the bed frame, lashing her ankles together and belaying them off to the headboard. Now the riding crop that magically appeared in his hand had plenty of targets, front and rear, upon which to plant its burning kisses. Catherine screamed at the searing impact of each stroke, but no sound seemed to come from her lips. As the whip rose and fell, alternating between her breasts and backside, she felt herself.