All the normal stuff, hands to side, hands on hips, hands in hair, slightly turned with her ass sticking out some. She had a youthful figure 34b-22-34... As she’d begin taking off her blouse, I knew I wouldn’t be sorry. She wore a simple black lace bra, her tan nipples visible through the lace. Dark tan circles capping her firm conical breasts. As she took off her jeans her slender toned leggs came to view. They looked as if sculpted from the finest marble. Rising, ending at a wonderfully. Thought I'd have some playful fun and 'Like' this picture too, but again say nothing.Just after midnight I heard the taxi pull up. I heard two car doors close and some stumbling and giggling. I heard her fumble with the door handle and in she stumbled. Only she wasn't alone.In she walked with the same guy from the photos. He had his arm around her in what I could see was an attempt at supporting her. He helped her to the sofa and she fell giggling onto it. He stood there laughing with her and I. I was dumbstruck, how could she feel pain even after been fucked with five guys. Though I felt angry but I didn’t extended the topic anymore. After having two steamy sessions we sat nude to talk.I had many questions but I foolishly asked that why she don’t shave her pubic area. She gave me a confuse look and said that she don’t know to shave. I smiled at her and said that I’ll help her in that. But while applying foam, instead of supporting she started resisting. I asked her the reason on which. Don't know what to say. I'm kind of disappointed, since I wasn't there, but my cock sure is hard thinking about it!" Sandy knelt down and took my shaft out of my shorts. "Well, let's go upstairs. I need a shower and you could use some relief. Besides, I'm sure you'd like to hear about it." I followed my wife upstairs, noticing that a continuous stream of fluid was leaking down her thighs. My wife casually wiped her thighs with her fingers and licked them clean.In the shower, Sandy told her.