)So, let me tell you all about the couple. We will call the husband’s Roy and his wife Shivani. Roy was quite old and much elder to Shivani. He was ...7 years old whereas Shivani was 45. He was a rich diamond merchant and Shivani was his trophy wife, who he loves and respects a lot. The only downer in their relationship was their sex-life. Shivani couldn’t enjoy their sex-life like she used to because he had been suffering from erectile dysfunction for a few years.But she never complained to Roy. He looked down at my hand as I massaged myself over my skirt, his face chiselled with a wry smile, neither laughing or outright smiling, just a sort of stupid mask that mixed his desire to probe inside my wet pussy, and the constraint of my being u******e but gagging to be fucked, I am sure you men reading this might recognise this dilemma, when confronted with a beautiful horny teenage girl.I have a cute bum, many have complimented me on it, so by lifting my skirt around my waist and bending. She replied “there on the TV stand” as he got off of her and went to get his stuff. Simultaneously, my wife changed positions she was now kneeling on the edge of couch with her ass up so her biker lover could stand up and take her anally. Dale stood behind her and tore open a rubber and wrapped it around his cock. Then he squirted some lube on his cock and spread it around. He took the excess lube from his hand and wiped it off between my wife’s ass cheeks. She softly moaned as Dale put his. So don't be ashamed that I see your body, if it makes you feel any more comfortable. I'll do this," she stated as she untied the knot on her robe and let it drop. She stood before me naked, as I could see she shaved her golden treasure as much as her sister. My dick was up and coming out of my hands. She could see it too as I saw her smile grow as did my pecker. Motioning with her finger to come over, I followed her invitation. I slowly made my way toward her; it was like I was in a.