Don’t get me wrong, my wife is absolutely gorgeous – 5’4” tall, slim build, beautiful complexion, auburn curly hair, blue eyes, 34DD breasts a...d just overall a sexy body. She turns heads when we go out. She’s just really shy. It can be cute, but it also holds her back in the bedroom. All she wants to do is kiss, let me finger her, then have me enter her missionary style until we both cum. I’d like a little more diversity from her.Anyway, we talked about it recently, and she decided that I could. If he was honest with himself, which he had been after Reed had dropped him off the other night, he was afraid that Sylvia would drop him if she found out. She’d do it nicely, no doubt, it wasn’t in her to be mean. But it would hurt like hell, and Troy wasn’t sure he could handle it. ‘Jesus, why do you do this to yourself?’ he muttered at his reflection in the bathroom mirror. ‘Don’t go looking for trouble, dumbass.’ He splashed water on his face. ‘You talking to yourself again?’ Sylvia called. She had never felt this before but had dreamed it would one day happen. It felt like a nerve ran straight from that toe to her clit.“I cannot stress enough how much effort your child needs tooohhh mmmm put forthooooh mmm.”She couldn’t take much more because she couldn’t concentrate. Mike was sliding his tongue under her toes and sucking each toe. She could feel her panties getting wet. Mikes nibbles had her confused. It tickled sooo bad but felt so good.“I cannot stress enough howhehehe Ohh. Ohne eine Antwort verschwand ich aber wieder zum Tisch.„Komm mit, ich zeige Dir wo Du Dich kurz umziehen kannst“, sagte ich zu unserer gemeinsamen Freundin.Ganz klar ich brachte sie nicht in den erst besten Raum, sondern ins Gästezimmer wo ein Bett und eine Couch steht.„Hier kannst Du Dich umziehen“, sagte ich Ihr.„Das kann ich nicht alleine, mein Kleid ist zu eng, Du musst mir helfen“, antwortete Sie, mit einem leicht frechen grinsen.Dies war genau mein Einsatz.Wir verschwanden gemeinsam.