By the moist sound coming from Trudy’s pussy the bloke finger fucking her was getting my wife’s hole very wet, she began panting and making little...whimpering noises, her knickers were slid down her legs and there was a damp patch on the crutch from Trudy’s juices, she stepped out of her knickers and stood up, he unfastened her skirt which then fell to the ground, Trudy was leant over the log and the bloke slid his very erect cock into my wife’s waiting wet pussy. I watched him impale Trudy on. It did feel good. She gave my jeans back and tied my thong to her helmet straps and wore it across her face. Back on the bike you lesbian slut, you're really gonna enjoy the ride now, she tugged on the thong and said so am I. We rode for another 10 kilometers, and I near passed out from the intense vibration, in both holes. I leaned forward, gripping and caressing her breast as my own scent filled my nostrils. I was out on my head when we pulled up to a shack, surrounded by bikes. Milan was on. It was the nastiest email of any of them. She said that her husband was a looser in bed and that they hardly ever fucked and when they did it was awfully boring. She said that she really enjoyed being fucked by young guys with hard cocks that could keep up with her and fill all three of her holes with loads of hot thick cum. One of her pictures showed her with a big red dildo shoved in her ass. The other showed her with a cock in her mouth. Her cheeks were pulled in from hard sucking. Cum was. I am so horny ,pissed off, and jealous. He reaches up grabbing a hold of The metal rails on the top bunk. Pulling himself up. He turns around light from the closet brushing his skin. He is now facing the window that I am looking through. His wet dick still fat and pulsating. Glistening with the juice of the girl I thought I would want to marry. He doesn’t see me as the light reflecting off of the window obscures my silhouette. I watched him walk toward the window his dick swinging with every.