It’s a cool spring evening, the Sun has almost set and you will be back from work at any moment. The place where we are staying is clean and spaciou..., and best of all it’s just for us. I have just finished chopping up a few strawberries. I have left the bigger ones whole and partially frozen them. The chocolate body paint I bought for Valentine’s Day; that we never used, has been in the sun warming through. I wash my hands with the strawberry scrub which I have already cleaned and soaked my. Grinding my hips against hers, I luxuriated in the feeling of her cunt engulfing my dick, surrounding it and gripping it tightly as it moved slowly in and out. I looked up at Tera, her legs spread brazenly as she gripped Lisa's head and mashed her cunt into my wife's face. The stripper's large firm breasts and beautiful face dripped with sweat as she smiled over at me, watching me start to slowly fuck my wife."Is she wet?" Tera moaned over at me. "Is her cunt nice and tight and wet now?"I. I went to answer it and he was there in jeans, and his famous plaid shirts. I smiled and he took my hand in his and led me to his car. He opened the door and I got in. He went around to the other side and placed his hand on my thigh making my body instantly get hot but I just tried to remind myself to breath. The night passed with good food, lots of laughs and deep conversation. After dinner he drove me to a local park and we got out and started walking around the lake. The moon shown brightly. I had met Emmett online. He was young, wild and full of fun. The friendship bloomed fast and soon innocent conversations had turned into flirty exchanges. I had been careful and upfront about my relationship status, unwilling to be unfaithful, despite my intimacy deprived partnership. However, carnal need and burning desire coursed through my veins. It was the ache of absence, of not knowing how much I craved to be craved until it wasn't happening anymore. My own fingers and toys could only.