Justi looked at me with a smile on her face and said nothing but snugged closer and put her head on my chest. I put my hand on her legs and pulled her...closer. My right hand started rubbing her thighs. “Do you wanna find out justi?” still she said nothing but she moved and sat astride my lap and wrapped her arms around my neck. We sat there for a moment, faces just mere inches apart gazing into each other’s eyes like we were both trying to find our nerve. I made the first move and filled the gap. I could see her asshole clearly and her pussy a little. I moved her legs apart, spread her ass cheeks and there it was m, her flawlessly shaved dripping wet pussy, I buried my head between her ass cheeks and started licking her pussy from behind while my finger was playing with her clit. she arched back and forth in pleasure she was biting her mouth so that she wouldn’t moan loud. I was eating her pussy like a puppy licking it’s owner’s feeding palm. Her movements encouraged me to take a step. My mind rushed with exhilaration, and I nearly fainted as my orgasm washed over me. A little river of juice streamed from my decadent flower, leaving wet spots on his sheets.Sinfully, I left the spots there, still hoping it would magically make him violate the boundaries of our friendship. I put my panties and bra back on along with his old shirt. Just as I put everything back the way it was, he opened the door.“Are you okay? You’ve been back here a while.”“Hey, I was just getting my clothes up. It was clear that the trucker loved shoving his dirty dick in this respectful wife’s mouth because he was progressively speeding up the pace and intensity of his thrusts. It was clear that Victor loved what he saw by the enormous bulge in his pants, and as for Stacey, the drips of pussy juice beneath her spoke bluntly about how much she enjoyed the whole experience. A cocktail of being humiliated by an old, hairy trucker and the excitement of having her husband watch the whole scene gave her a.