"Hold her there" he said. Then he bent down his head to her pussy, kissed it and then without warning, slapped it with the palm of his right hand, sha...ply.Oww! she gasped and exclaimed, then giggled louder.I was crazy with excitement. Naughty cunt! Naughty! naughty! naughty! He growled, punctuating each "naughty" with a stinging slap to my wife's pussy.I was breathing hard as I watched another older, stronger, more virile man playfully punish my wife's pussy for being naughty.Within a few. Under the circumstances, they deemed it appropriate too.Taylor and Danni had first met in college and became fast friends. Now with full-time jobs, they could afford proper hair removal, tattoos, piercings, slutty clothing, and expensive footwear.What else could a slutty girl want? They added to what they already had, and marveled at what their new money had recently bought them. It had been too long since they had planned a night out like this. Their anticipation and preparation had put them. Then suddenly I realized that I took a pill that she gave me. It must have been the effect of the pill. I suddenly stopped and at the same moment, she gazed me in the eyes asking why you stopped?Me- What pill did you give me? (My dick is still inside her. I was on my knees in bed and she was lying on the bed.)She- Just your average painkiller.Me- Can I believe you?She- Yes of course. Now please continue what you were doing. I was feeling good and something was building up inside me.Me- Well. Pardon the pun, but 'dickering' like this was going on all around us. We finally agreed on a price, upstairs we slipped and found an empty bed. We quickly she our clothes and I laid back on the bed admiring Jane. At 34 she was a stunner. Maybe 36C breasts, with chocolate brown aureole and eraser hard nipples. Shaved completely bare her pussy was moist with body oils and her own anticipatory secretions. Maybe a little cellulite on her ass, but nothing that would make me look away. I slipped from.