.Oh my god.. They are fucking….Then I known about my wife. She told me as till now they not fucked. But she was lying and daily they both were fucki...g. My blood was boiling. But what can I do..? This 2nd marriage she did with my pressure only.Then in my mind running only their fucking session. So slowly my mind also thinking to watch their fucking session how they are fucking..?Again I peeped into the room from window what was going on there….That old man ware only cut-banian and under totally. She then pulled down her jeans to reveal a black pair of french knickers, which Alice loved. She put her hands on Helen’s firm ass and squeezed. She then kissed the crotch, revelling in the smell of pussy. She pulled down the french knickers and allowed Helen to step out of them. She, like Alice, had a perfect, shaven pussy. It was wet, and Alice pushed one finger in and swirled it around, which really turned Helen on. Helen climbed onto the sofa, her knees either side of Alice’s breasts, then. "Attached were pictures of the bottom's legs in stockings, and two really thick-looking cock pics.I was sold. "Hey there, I'm game and love older guys. Also open to dressing. I've attached a pic; let me know if you're interested."A few hours later, a response. "Awesome, we all think you're hot and look forward to having you join us! Meet us tonight at [a bar by their condo] for drinks and we'll go from there."I walked in to the bar and zeroed in on the only table with three guys who looked like. " You do?"Zsofia smiled, that strange, tempting smile, and guided Sondra over to her mirror. With both of them watching Sondra's reflection, Zsofia stood behind her, her hands waving slowly over the shape of Sondra's body like a stage magician trying to be overly theatrical, except in Zsofia's case it was actually working. And then Zsofia produced a silk choker, sporting a large red stone in the center. She deftly slipped the thing around Sondra's neck, and pressed their cheeks together as they.