She did not make a long list of invitees. There were a few of her friends who were dear to her. The dinner was on the Eve of Valentine. I cooked foo..., and my fiancé decorated the place and arranged the living room and dining table to accommodate all with the comfort of the house. She also purchased some gifts for them to remember a beautiful day.Her friends Samuel and his wife Lucia arrived; other friends them. There was another couple Rodrigo and his wife, Emilia. My sweetheart, Mariana. "That smells fantastic," I said while gently rubbing her stomach.In an echo of our first morning together in the apartment, she replied "That feels fantastic." She turned around and kissed me, then ordered me to set the table.We ate dinner, talked about how our day had been and discussed plans for the weekend. For once we watched TV in the den, snuggled up closely together and drinking tea. Before long we were both yawning and decided to call it a day. The pattern of the last week repeated. Jennette's ass was fucked so hard by now, that her hands could no longer support her weight, and she slumped to her forearms and let herself be ravaged further. As her head reeled back in total unreserved pleasure, she caught sight of Miranda, who was apparently enjoying just as much as she was.Miranda was working her hips, bouncing herself back and forth fast over the two dicks. Her eyes were shut tight in climax as vaginal juices shot onto the director's dick from orgasm after blissful. I was told, not asked, toentertain the boys while she “visited” with the neighborcouple. No further explanation except they had orderedher to come over. I had a difficult time entertainingour boys when I knew that, at that very moment, theirmother, my wife, was getting LAID. It was near midnight when she let herself in to thesuite. Naked in moments, she straddled my face andordered, “Taste your wife’s slutty pussy. What you’veasked for years is yours right.