‘Do you still have that girlfriend?’ She asked. He was sick of trying to make life easy for her, so he didn’t lie. ‘Yes.’ ‘Lindsay… You ...pent the night with her?’ He looked over at her tiny form, hunched cradling her coffee mug. ‘Yes.’ She nodded. ‘Is she good in bed?’ He rolled his eyes. ‘I’m not going to answer that.’ ‘She’s pretty.’ He gritted his teeth. ‘Yes.’ ‘Nice boobs. I always knew you wanted bigger boobs than mine.’ He sighed. It was the first conversation she had initiated and it had. Andre picked her up and laid her on the bed and positioned himself so that my wife could continue sucking his cock. I got on the bed and started to lick her clit and pussy. My wife had a powerful orgasm and afterwards, Andre and I changed positions but instead of eating her pussy, he placed his large cock into it. With only two strokes, he was balls-deep into her cunt. My wife was sucking my cock as I intently watched Andre fuck my wife's pussy. She met his every stroke and as she got close to. And in such a scanty and provocative outfit.”At this I let go of her and flicked a finger at her flimsy top and let the thin shoulder strap slip down her arm. Another flick and the first hint of a nipple began to show. The pressure of my hard dick straining inside my trousers was now impossible to ignore. I took her hand and placed it over the tight fabric. At first, she struggled to get away, but I was stronger than she was and pressed her hand onto my erection. Slowly her struggles subsided,. It was very confusing, because what I had thought I was doing all wrong ... had turned out to be the right thing to do.I tried to wrap my mind around the concept of Heather wanting to do things with me ... like I wanted to do with her. It was impossible ... until I realized it had been impossible for me to feel that way about her until three or four days ago. So much had changed in such a short amount of time!I heard her voice and stood up so suddenly that my cock flopped up and down. I was.