He was followed by a group of three thirty something’s, one woman with two men. All dressed in their work clothes, chatting and walking fast. Defini...ely heading down to a trendy bar to have a couple of drinks before driving to a local quiet spot where they would enjoy the thrill of slowly peeling off “Do you mind if I sit here?” the words cut through my thoughts just as they were getting a little bit dirty. I looked up and felt the slight annoyance of being interrupted, at the beginning of. My wife’s plan was that I would meet him in a parking lot and drive him back to our house. While I was gone she would get the guest room ready. I would sneak him in through the garage and he would strip downstairs. She would be upstairs waiting for us, blindfolded and lying in the guest room bed.My wife and I had a few drinks while we were waiting for the call to go pick him up. The phone rang and ten minutes later I was back with our guest of honor. The house was quiet and seemed empty when we. She just gave me a semi angry stare that looks really cute. I guess she was trying to be funny too. So before the food arrives, we do not feel the tension anymore.After dinner she suggested that we go bar hopping. Well, in Angelse City bar hopping means Go Go Bars. I never went to a strip club with a girl before but since I see she is pretty cool about it, I agreed. While in the clubs we drank beers – San Miguel Light. We kept comparing which girl is prettier and who can really work as a. “I need your cock,” begged Lena. She arched her back, presenting her ass. She sunk fingers into both her holes, crying out like a bobcat in heat, her cries doubling as his tongue lapped her fingers, and soon he was biting at the hot skin of her ass, tearing into her, insatiable. With a rush of cold air, his tongue and lips were gone, replaced by his palm against her ass, his fist gripping her hair, and as she screamed “Take me” felt his cock against her tight hole, throbbing, desperate for.