The men lifted her shirt, taking it off. The front clasp bra, hung open. As her big tits hung free. In the darkness of night. As both men took a nippl... and sucked it. Between the tops of her boots and her crotch. They caressed her inner thighs. Slowly and teasingly. Closer and closer, to her crotch. With every stroke. She spread her legs, as wide as possible, inviting them to do more. But they continued to tease. Gently tracing her pussy, with there fingers. Barley touching it, over her jeans.. ..no. I don't really think about girls like that, Mrs. Green."Betty stopped running her fingers through my hair and gently pressed her thumb and fingers under my chin before leaning in and whispering, "How do you know Kitten until you have tried it?" She gave my lower lip a gentle kiss before adding, "Maybe you haven't had the right girl to make you feel really good." She kissed my lips two more times...peck...peck...before finishing, "You are very beautiful and I think you need to find out. And nothing contributes to a man's success more than having a hot wife.For one thing, a hot wife at home does wonders for a man's self confidence. After a night with you, he walks into that boardroom or law office or shop floor and looks around knowing that no other man in that room has a wife as hot as his! No one else, only a few hours ago, had a woman riding his cock, screaming his name in ecstasy as she orgasmed over and over, begging him to fuck her longer, harder. A man with a couple of. " Then I won't start moving until you're ready. Just relax. It's going tofeel really good in a second."I breathed and waited. My vagina muscles relaxed. It no longer feltpainful, just a too-full sensation like I needed to take a huge dump. Istarted to rock back and forth. "Yeah, baby," my wife cooed, "does thatfeel good? Riding my cock?" It did. I nodded. "Then you're going to lovethis." With that, she grabbed my hips and stopped my rocking. She thrusther hips in the air and buried her cock.