Since I've already tasted your wife's sex, as well as hernipples, I'd like you and Breigha to taste her now, Peter. Beinga gentleman, I know you'd in...ist on Breigha going first. Pleaseuse two of your fingers and pass them on to my wife." I dropped my right hand down Linda's belly, then worked themunder the elastic band of her panties. Moving through her downypubic hair, I circled my forefinger and middle finger down, then upinto my wife's cunt. She was absolutely drenched. Linda's. “Yeah, come on, big boy, spunk in my fucking wet cunt,” she said, clawing her nails down his back. He let out a massive groan as his body stiffened and jolted several times, ejaculating what must have been a big load into Shelley’s cunt. She groaned as he did so, as the sensation suddenly brought her to another climax of her own.After we’d all got our senses back, Shelley and I eventually made a move back to our own room. Her dress, which had been torn off by James, was obviously ruined, even. He buried his hands down my pants until he fingers were making contact with my freshly shaven and now thoroughly wet pussy. I gasped at the jolt of pleasure as he targeted and aggressively cuddled my plump clit. My hips joined in with his stroking rhythm as he played my lonely, neglected little cunt, giving it some much deserved attention. My own fingers were busy clutching the length of his wonderful hard-on. It had been awhile but like the saying goes, it was like riding a bicycle. But still,. But I sighed regretfully as I said, "Yes, I do. But..."Dawn winced at the 'but' and I bit my lip. "But..." I began again. "I'm trying to make sure of my emotions. This past year has been crazy for me and I've done some things you might not have expected from me. You once told me that if we were together, you would be getting really, really mad at me for all the stupid things I did until the time I finally matured. I'm getting there, but I'm not sure I've matured enough yet."She frowned and.