My wife loved to flirt with everyone. She wore scandalous clothes, short skirts, short dresses halter tops and sheer gauze blouses. When we got marrie... she wore a mini dress and we spent our honeymoon in a sex motel complete with pornographic TV, stacks of sex magazines, tubes of oils and mirrors everywhere, including the ceiling . One summer there was a risqué game played at work. Single men would take married women on a lunch date. My wife went to lunch with a particularly good looking young. My cock is now out and you jump straight on to it, pushing me back towards the tree as you wrap your legs around me. My cock has gone deep in to your tight pussy filling it to the brim. You start to rock your hips up and down so my cock fills your tight pussy more, but making sure that the tip of my cock stays just inside you. Your tits are bouncing in my face I just want to kiss them but its too cold to get them out. It starts to harder so you stop and get down as I pull my boxers and shorts. After a few minutes, she flipped on her back and guided my dick back deep into her pussy. After a few moments of silence, she grabbed my head, pulled my ear close to her mouth, and whispered “I want to use the vibrator on you too.” At that moment, it took everything I had not to cum. Although I hoped I knew the answer already, I asked what she had in mind. She told me that she wanted to tease me. That she wanted to slowly rub the tip of the vibrator around the outside of my asshole until my. Julien pointed out another door across from where they had entered: “That’s my room. Sorry, we have to share the bathroom… but you can lock it when you’re using it, you know,” he added, pointing out the door bolt. “Oh, and the WC are the first door on the left at the beginning of the corridor.” Kristina smiled: the bidet and the separate restroom were quintessentially French! “I’ll let you get settled,” said Julien, “but after that, join me for a swim if you’d like. You know the way now. I’m.