I always had the fantasy of my wife being with another man. Every time a stranger laid eyes on her I had this immediate rush of excitement. I must say...that is a very attractive, soft, classy, feminine, soccer mom type that is not so much a model type but she radiates a very sensual and personal, maybe even erotic aura. I for sure, am totally drawn in into her erotic nature and we have a good, even though rare, but creative and sometimes naughty sex like. We have done and still do some outdoor. Wilson smiled lecherously down at the trembling, young girl. "One more time, my dear Felicity. I have completely opened your juicy cunt and your tight asshole but the third passage has not been opened completely. Can you feel the weight of God's Seeds in your belly, my dear?" Mmph," the girl grunted but the hot, greasy cocktip was swelling and hardening between her lips and she couldn't answer even if she'd known what to say.The naked girl was limp and unresisting as her minister moved her. OK concentrate. Once we were finished there was what felt like a gallon of liquid under my body. As she is still on top of me with her denim skirt up around her waist she tells me that she still has to pee. I’m thinking how in the hell could she have even one ounce left in her, but my mouth said wash me off baby. She said, you want me to pee on you? I said I would love nothing more. About 10 seconds later she let out a soft moan and all I could feel is a rush of her hot pee running down my. Before spinning back around, looking back to wink at him, hoping to tease him. He pulled me back against him by my waist, and ran his hands up to my breasts, slipping one finger under my corset to caress my nipple. Instinctively I threw my arms behind me, grabbing onto him and continued grinding on his hard cock. We eventually stepped apart when there was a break in the music for someone to make an announcement. I turned and winked at him, excusing myself to go to the bathroom. I could feel his.