All he had was the full upward male stare vista of J’Arnie’s gaped cunny and poop shooter, her arsehole shaped by a glorious silver butt-plug. ......what a view...what a private contoured landscape of flesh. All he felt next was his face buried in her fem-holes.His face was where a males face dreams of being...buried in soft fem-flesh. J’Arnie the tart-let was grinding into his tongue and his nose. Letting him taste and smell her.Geez she smelt musky...as in a sexy hungry odour. Her fondled her. Talis crawls much as she saw dasha do once more the bound between the two animals makes talis take more risks. Her ass cheeks sway enticingly for him as she moves. When she reaches the saw horse she stands throwing a leg over it. Soon she realizes her mistake as she wraps her arms about dasha. Her legs were to short just as dasha’s were all she could do was lift on her toes. He looked at the spectacle seeing them embraced his lips curled into a wicked grin. Talis hears him moving behind them. Imagine, a person not knowing what sex is, inthe hsnds of a experienced guy. After feeling my choot (cunt), myhubby said – hey, you seem to be all wet there and then laid me onmy back and came on top of me. I was so enraptured with the emotionbuilding in me that I never even realized when he entered me. It wasa exciting feeling. It was as if a external object, a pole was beinginserted in me. I loved that feeling…..Then he started pounding me,going in and out. The friction, the movement started. Medium sized breasts but judging by the shape I suspect she cheated, long slim legs encased in dark nylons, slender body covered by her short dark blue dress.She noticed my scrutiny as we talked, a worried frown was doing battle with a pleased smile to see which would get control of her face. I smiled to reassure her then led her out onto the dance floor. The music was a little fast but I pulled her close to me and we started moving to the music, as we danced I nuzzled her neck, after a couple.