While her boobs were very small, her nipples were quite large and very responsive, puffing out like pencil erasers. While I was squeezing her breasts ...nd nipples, she was running her fingernails up and down my chest, pausing occasionally to scratch at my belly button and the waistband of my jeans.Finally she gave up all pretenses and broke our kiss, bending to concentrate on loosening my belt and unsnapping my jeans. She pulled the snap apart with such force the zipper slid most of the way. "I know what is going on. If your wife is lucky, we might have time for a coffee. You're paying."I managed to drag myself over the road to a coffee shop."I am right, aren't I?" Amanda asked."Right. About what?" I stuttered."I didn't leave. I saw your wife get in the elevator with Greg. What is her name?" Pat," I muttered."And you don't mind your wife fucking my husband?"I tried, but nothing would come out of my mouth."It's alright. Pat isn't the first, and she won't be the last. I just hope she. It's nothing to do for me fully. You see my wife had this fantasy that she wanted to live out but due to medical problems she wasn’t able to. Now it took me a bit to get into the idea but she told me that after the fantasy was done that we would have the best sex that we have ever had. So what was hee fantasy well she wanted to invite some young men over and hang out and play games or whatever. Something that draw then in. I'm a pretty good gamer myself that how would bring them in. I would. Dave's hand stroke his erection through his shorts confirming his arousal as he watched Josephs thumbs follow the contours of my naked pussy, gliding between my legs, finding my wanton, slippery folds open and inviting. I watched Joseph's gazing up at me from above my furrow, he trickled more of the warm fluid to mingle with my own excretions. The pad of his thumb gyrated in slow, insistent circles at the very tip of my clit, and then followed the slippery flesh between my legs before curling a.