.." So why? I try and try and you keep knocking me back. If you weren't Bob's best friend I'd have given up a long time ago!" It's not like you think.... It was futile. My words were lost in the tornado of her frustration. She continued as if I'd said nothing."I don't understand you at all. If you disliked me that much, you could've stopped Bob from marrying me, he listens to you, but you didn't. Everyone I talk to says you're a great bloke, but I never see that side of you at all." She subsided,. His hand was high on her thigh, and she was leaning into him, allowing him to keep it there. Whatever he was saying to her, she liked it, which made me like it. I began to get hard and was happy to be seated at a table. The waitress walked by and the stranger signaled to her, he ordered some drinks for them and quickly returned his attention back to my wife and her nylon encased thighs. This time he put his hand much higher up her thigh. He was close enough to feel the heat I was sure was. He groaned loudly as I did so, but the wife stopped licking me.Then, just as I was taking the husband deep into my throat, I felt a push against my ass. The next moment, two soft hands grabbed my hips, and a large dick slipped inside me.“Oh Baby that’s so hot!”, the husband uttered, as his wife continued to fuck me with the strap-on. I could not see her, but heard her breasts slap against her chest with every thrust.I had almost bitten down when the wife entered me, and now I was ready to work. And look, she's practically swimming in her own cunt-juice." She's a slut. What do you expect. Mind if I fuck her?" Go ahead." Chyler. You know the drill. On your back and open those sexy, sweet legs of yours. Oh yes, that's nice, wrap them around me, hug me with those firm, slender thighs. Damn, you've got the sweetest, tightest pussy. Yah. Kiss me, make me believe I'm the greatest fuck you've ever had." Ooohhh. Ahhh. Uhh. Uhh. Ahhhhhh. So good... sooo gooood..." Don't forget, you.