After a couple drinks, my wife was getting buzzed and I could tell she was getting horny. She excused herself to the bathroom and, when she came back,...was wearing only the thigh highs and heels. She sat with her "client" on the couch as he slowly put his arm around her and started feeling her soft, smooth skin. My wife then gave me the look that signaled I could leave, so I headed to the lobby. Just before closing the door behind me, however, I caught a glimpse of my wife pulling his cock out. .. CUT ME OPEN LIKE I NEED YOU TO.... I BEEEEEEEEEEEG YOU.... IT HAS TO BE LIKE THIS, I NEEEEEEEEEED IT....!!!!!!! I'M YOUR MEAT, YOUR FUCK-MEAT, NOTHING BUT FUCK-MEAT...... CUT ME OPEN AND SPIT ME... OH GOD FUCK ME WITH THE SPIT.....!!!!!! I'M YOUR PIG - KILL YOUR LITTLE PIG, GIVE IT WHAT IT WANTS !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Sarah was so so close now, and she imagined the roasting pit, the smell of cooking flesh, the spit, the crowd watching, OH GOD, THE CROWD WATCHING !!!!!!!! She imagined the. That’s the reason my mom told me to write next part of the story …So here I am , next day I woke up at 9 and saw that mom was not present on the bed , I was lying nude and in the same position searched mom . She was busy in preparing our love breakfast then suddenly I hugged her from back and gave a kiss on her neck and said hii sexy good morning ! She turned around and we had a lip lock for 5 min our saliva exchanged and I felt taste of vanilla in her saliva. I asked her about the taste to. She wore sexy underwear, I wore sexy underwear. She got fucked, I got fucked. Like she said before, what is good for the goose is good for the gander. I had been agreeing to that all along so there was no reason to stop now. The man behind me fucked me hard and fast. He liked to slap my ass and grab my hips, pulling me deeper onto his cock. After a while my ass started to burn like it was on fire. He slammed hard couple more times and then let his load empty deep into me. It was hot and.