On the evening itself, I arrived at her apartment - punctually, but shaking with nerves. She answered the door wearing a short blue dress and, I suspe...ted and later confirmed, nothing else. She invited me in. The apartment itself was large and modern - the main living area dominated by the large pieces of pop art she used to decorate the place. The huge pieces of graphic artwork clashed violently with each other. I followed her to the kitchen. Once in there, she offered me a joint. "Is roast. “I am going to fuck this gorgeous round, thick, voluptuous ass.” Chad was admiring and caressing Farren’s ass as he spoke. He then spanked it hard, causing Farren to jump and squeal. “Oh, Darling, you want cock, don’t you? Your pussy is hungry for cock, isn’t it? My dirty little cock-hungry pussy.”He spanked her ass again, harder this time.“Ouch.”“Are you a dirty little cock-hungry wench?” Chad asked, massaging her ass.“Oh. Yes, yes, Master. I’m your dirty little cock-hungry wench.”Chad was. On the other hand, I am sure that I have done those other things, and I would hope that I don't judge others harshly for the things they like.Besides that, my wife, who doesn't ever want to taste cum from anyone, was on the edge of orgasm just from watching him enjoy himself. That alone should make me happy, and it did. I even helped move her along.His tongue circled over her swollen clit. Her eyes closed as her body trembled more deeply than before. I slid my hands up and pinched her nipples. “That’s what dad says,” he told me. “Oh, I’m Mitch, My sister is called Gemma. It’s been nice to meet you, sir.”He put out his, and I shook it. He looked up at me and grinned, and then walked away shaking his hand. I watched him with a smile. ‘He will be one to keep an eye on,’ I thought.The other adults all looked at me. Mike put out his hand, and I stood and shook it. “Sorry about the greeting, I was a bit overwhelmed,” he replied. “Woh! What are you?” he asked me as he looked up into my.