“how do they look?” I said “pardon?” She continued “did you like what you saw just now?”. I thought to myself “shit man, she had caught ...e seeing her boobs”. Then taking some courage i said “i am sorry….. I should not have done that “. She jumped back immediately and told, “hey common don’t be sorry, it’s a common thing in your age. I can understand your feelings”. Once again i said i am sorry and got up from the sofa. She was looking directly at my eyes. Seeing into my eyes she said “do you. I feel Oliver’s prick now poking at the slickened mouth in my backside. He has a big cock, the kind you don’t forget to feel no matter how many times it gets inside you, or how long it stays there. I’ve never stopped feeling that wave of trepidation before it’s in; it washes over me now. Yet I’ve learned to look forward to it, the bliss of being full.Oliver’s cockhead pushes firmly into the tiny winking mouth, straining it open around it. The little rush of alarm shoots off through me, the. Lethlar, realizing she was almost at the same point where he had been earlier, obliged: he plunged as deep into her as he could, but slowly so his partner could feel every inch of cock going inside of her.The huntress moaned loudly, letting her tongue fall out of her mouth. She didn’t quite come just from this, but she was very close, so the tinkerer started to pump; slowly at first, trying to build her orgasm, but as his own heat began to resurface, his hips sped up more and more to the point. She was so hot. So burning. I thrust into my wife, filling her pussy. She engulfed me. My balls ached as I sank into her cheating cunt. I loomed over her, watching her tits jiggle.“You fucked another man, Alice,” I panted. “You naughty wife.”“So naughty,” she panted, legs locked about my waist. “Oh, yes, Frank. Fuck me. I love my sexy husband's dick in me. Isn't he sexy, Mr. Peterson?”“Shit,” the manager grunted, the two bimbos devouring his dick with noisy passion.“He's busy, honey,” I panted,.