A few days went by and one evening, my phone beeped. I checked it to see her message on FB.K: No message at all?R: I thought you would!K: I thought th... same! Ha-ha! :PSo we started chatting casually on FB and eventually, she ended up giving me her number. FB changed to WhatsApp and the conversations started going late into the nights. The nature of the conversations also started to change a little. From casual, these started getting flirty! Within no time, we were talking about ex bfs and gfs.. Her moans started more and I’m sure he is ramming her pussy. I can understand it clearly from her moans. Sitting near the door and listening to the sounds, one can clearly visualize what’s going on in. I can sense clearly when they are changing position, how he is fucking her. The environment was too hot with their moans and after 15 mins of continues fucking, he came out completely exhausted. His face is glowing and he is the happiest person at that moment.Finally, it is my turn to enjoy but. Then someone yelled out “shut up Butch, cum in her will you”. Butch just laughed as my wife continued making love to his dick. This must have gone on for five minutes, and she just kept sucking. I could tell he was holding back so he could enjoy my wife pleasuring him with her mouth.Another biker, walked by and said “Butch” let’s see your bitch, he signaled her to get up and turn around. Debbie obliged and smiled as she stood up and displayed her tight small body to this stranger. Butch said. “I suggest you get over here and do what you need to do” she continued, still without stopping her clit action.Like a scolded schoolboy I did as I was told and entered her room, drawn to her open pussy like a moth to a lamp. It looked so damn tasty and as I kicked off my bottoms I was on my knees and between her thighs tasting her juice in no time. Her skin was as soft as ever and her gorgeous pussy lips were wet from her own secretions, glistening in the light. The taste was exquisite and I.