Before I could protest, she impaled herself onto my hard dick and she began riding back and forth. I just closed my eyes, hearing her moans and the be... creaking, as I inhaled my hot wife’s cunt scent…I had visions of my sensual bitch fucking the black stranger and Iknew she must be fantasizing about him right now as she rode me.I made her slip out and then I got her on all fours. I slammed back my hard cock into her wet cunt and fucked her real hard. I could not get the image of my wife being. Wine can be drunk at meals by sixteen-year-olds in France and we were all over sixteen except for Jacqueline?s little baby. However, when it came to attending our toilet that night, the butt-plugs proved doubly difficult. Our drunken fingers proved very clumsy and it was quite late before we were finally ready for bed. Fortunately, the townhouse had a large commodious shower so there was little privation attendant upon our drunken toilette. The second and third weeks found us expanding. The rest of the day went by with me feeling up both women whenever I could. Tom’s dad had plenty to drink and went to bed early. Tom was tied from being in to pool all day and went to bed too.Danielle, her mother, and I stayed out around the pool until it got dark. I helped Danielle cover the pool while her mother checked on the guys.When her mother returned I was astounded. She had on a little baby doll nightie that was transparent and didn’t cover her bare pussy. She wasn’t wearing any. " Julie told me to lift my arms and I did, enabling her to lift off my T-shirt. Then she delicately cupped my breasts together and flicked at them with her tongue. I jumped as her tongue made contact. My areola lit up in a welt of goosebumps." Oh it was heavenly!" I know I moaned. The echoes are still reverberating around my room." Suddenly her face was in the cool hollow between my breasts. My ear was the next thing she tasted. She was telling me how she was going to make love to me and that I.