I knew she was really excited.When her skirt was lifted a bit, I could see that she was wearing a tiny red thong. My sensual wife often liked to go wi...hout underwear when we went at dance clubs; she liked the feel of the air against her exposed bare pussy.The lights dimmed briefly before the show started and everyone moved forward to stand around the stage. Five dancers entered from one end of the stage dressed in various costumes. There were three white guys and two black ones. All those hunks. Melton was a single mother and her daughter, Vanessa, was among the “sailor girls,” too, so now mother and daughter were pregnant to the same man. She was a majorette in the marching band, of course, and so was her cousin, Alyssa, daughter of Nancy Melton, who I already impregnated earlier that month.So, yes, that made two mother-daughter pairs, both from the same family. There were ongoing rumors that Nancy and Pippa Melton had been bred by the same Puerto Rican fellow, Jorge Alejandro Rojas,. Turning, I walk over and drop it with my dress. Turning back I dance over to Valentine and put my left leg on the arm of his chair as I roll the stocking down. Flicking him in the face with it as I finish taking it off. Turning, I place it with my other clothes. Both boys have huge erections.Swaying to the music I run my hands up and down my body. While I do it I realise I am getting very excited and wet at the show I am putting on for them, and I now want them to fuck me. Reaching behind me I. The thug was passionately kissing my wife calling her a whore as he licked and sucked her tongue face and tears. She submissively allowed it contorting her body in pain for his pleasure. The man in the rear had her by the hair and was pummeling her asshole and pulling her hair. Sometimes he would smack her ass encouraging her saying "fuck me back" then she would arch her back throwing her ass into his hips in rythme with his thrust. "thats right whore, fuck us back"I felt my stomach spin with.