His other hand stroked the underside of my breast, making me so wet I couldn’t think straight. ‘But first, you must tell me something. Tell me tr...thfully, tell me honestly.’ He tilted my chin back with his hand, replacing it on my breast when I was looking at him. ‘Is this all for me?’ he asked softly, sliding his hand underneath my skirt and touching my wetness. I was horrified, he knew that I was wet, wet for him. This was something I never wanted anyone to know, it was a shameful secret I. I also did thank him for always respecting her after the first time and never stepping over the line. I suggested we should keep this going as long as we all want but with no expectations other than when my wife requests it. If he would be willing to play with us moving forward when she / us decided to invite him to join us. The answer was one I knew already which was of course!! She said she didn’t want to make it a habit but a few times a year, maybe once a quarter would be fun, of course if. She caught her breath when she felt him at her entrance. She took her hand away as he thrust.There was absolutely no feeling like a man sliding into her. She arched, murmuring wordlessly as he slid over every secret nerve inside her."So good," she said as he thrust a second time.He braced himself over her. She looked down between them. She could see the base of his cock and its nest of dark hair. She wanted to shove up on him, to take all of him, but she didn't want to interrupt his. Tucker found Marie and Shadow didn’t hesitate to go to Natasha.I sat in Anthony’s lap and we shared a Jack Daniels while we watched, one woman enjoying her third experience and the other her first with a dog. I, of course, held the glass so both of his hands were free to explore my body. My legs were, naturally, spread wide and his hands and fingers were on my breasts, between my legs and pinching nipples and clit. By the time the two women on the floor both orgasmed, I was highly charged.