Dean and Matt had never met before; but they had a lot in common: both wanted to fuck my sweet sensual wife…The room was getting warmer as Anita was...dancing. She finally unbuttoned her blouse a bit to cool off, much to the delight of her two young studs. She was telling them that she was old enough to be their mother. Of course they insisted that she was hotter than their mothers…Dean started getting a little more aggressive on the dance floor and Anita finally told him to stop. Then he. You get excited and decide to take the risk. “So we are here for a reason... how do you feel about coming back to our place?” you ask her with a smile. She takes a minute to think and replies, “Sounds like something we all need. I’d love to.”We quickly finish our drinks and head out to our car. “Ladies, you can ride in the back seat,” you tell us with a wink as you open the back door. We climb into the back seat and sit right next to each other. As you get into the car, you look in the. And despite having announced both the end of our engagement and her public status as a lesbian in a relationship with Sasha, my ex-fiancée wrapped her arms around my neck and gave me a passionate nuclear kiss in front of two hundred of her closest friends.Of course, ten seconds later she gave Sasha a passionate nuclear kiss as well. Ten seconds after that, Sasha gave me a passionate kiss too. But once the three of us stopped kissing each other, the newly-public lesbian couple wrapped their arms. “What kind are you talking about?” she asked, sitting back on her heels, looking at me. I found myself telling her about my marriage and the all the exciting things I wished that we would do. She was, amazing, easy to talk to. I watched her expression change from bored to intrigue. Uncomfortable with myself, I went silent. “I wonder what it’s like. How does it feel?” she muttered. Sitting back on my heels, I looked straight into her blue eyes. Locking our gaze, I took a deep breath, licking.