Then each of them straddled one of my legs, Julie on the right and Lisa on the left. They rubbed their hot cunts against my legs. In seconds my rigid ...ick made a tent in my shorts. I caressed their backs from their shoulders to their asses and then reached between their legs to stroke their pussies. Sweat soon covered our bodies as we panted with arousal.Finally I couldn't take it anymore. I pushed them to each side as I got up to turn and face them lying side by side. I pulled off Lisa's. "I've been dying to poke around your pantry, Nigella," I told her. "You think you're such a rogue, don't you Gordon?" she scolded me playfully, a naughty twinkle in her eye. "But you're really just a boorish brute. Jamie is much nicer. And cuter. Even if I can really spank his bottom when it comes to cooking." "What are you trying to make?" I asked, shaking my head as I came over to examine the contents of the sink, and, at the same time, shamelessly fondle Nigella's nude bottom. "I'm. Mary produced a tube of lube and pushed some into Sallys arse with her fingers, twisting them around to stretch her a bit. Meanwhile, Kerry had stepped forward, taken the tube from Mary, and was spreading lube along Marks thick erection. When all was ready, Mark stepped forward, grabbed my wifes hips and pressed forward toward Sallys bum. Mary steered his cock, placing it at the entrance to Sallys arsehole. Sally grunted as Marks cock head slid inside her but did not seem to experience much,. It was certainly a routine, but I never thought of it as a rut.So despite our experiments in bringing pleasure to each other throughout our marriage, I had never heard of snowballing, at least not the definition my wife shared with me that night. It was not to be the only thing she would share with me that night, and every time since.Snowballing, my beautiful wife explained to me while my erection pulsated in her soft hand, was when the man would reach orgasm in the woman's mouth, but then,.