He squeezed my tits and knelt in front of me, tugging on the leash, so I fell to my knees in front of him. He guided me away from his with the leash. ...y breath contracted in my throat with the pull on the collar. My head bowed automatically as he grasped my hips and raised up the trench coat. I heard him lowering his shorts and felt his insistent cock at the mouth of my pussy. In one motion he was inside me and I arched my back as a moan from the deepest corner of me tore through me. As his. The place was friendly had good looking girls and had cheap beer. The girls at first wondered what the situation was with my friend wife but all was put to rest when she followed me into the communal toilet and first wanted to see my cock and then asked one of the girls to suck her tit, all of which happen and the news spread around the bar and the girls relaxed and joined us for beer and mutual crotch rubbing. After a while and a few beers my friend wife asked to see a different bar. I paid. He ignored me and continued to talk with his friends. Both gave me looks, like little girl leave your uncle alone and let us watch the game in peace. I was about to ask again when the game started by up. Again I waited a commercial. "Tio please, I promise to make you a big breakfast tomorrow. And I will even clean the yard," I tried to negotiate.He turned and gave me his angry uncle stare. "Now what do you? No, no, no. You're parents told me not to let you go. Ya nada. Quitate de aqui. Let me. We talked and the silent flirtation between Stella and I, intensified, and at the end of the evening she asked if I could give her a lift home, as she lived out of town. “Sure” I answered. We exchange some small talk in my car. When we reached her place she asked, "Would you like to come in to have one last drink?" I followed her, watching as she wiggled that succulent bubble butt. She was a bit tipsy, but not drunk, and as she sat in the sofa, her dress had hiked up high on her thighs, and I.