"Henry noticed Martin had already arrived and was sitting reading thelatest Vogue. Martin was married to Ashley who was a close friend ofHenry's wife...Margi. They were longtime neighbors."Hi Martin glad to see you. Are we all going to dinner tonight at thatnew Italian place?" Martin looked up and smiled at Henry. They wereboth dressed in similar style. Tight capri slacks and color coordinatedmid length sleeve tops. The receptionist interrupted their conversation."Martin, Betty is ready. His penis found Michelle’s pussy to be a wet, warm, tight piece of paradise. It was tight because it was contracted in fear, yet it was at the same time moist and well lubricated from the foreplay and sex that she had recently had with her husband.The man’s two accomplices pulled the woman’s thighs wider apart as the surfer began fucking her in earnest. Michelle cried in pain as she felt the abnormally wide angle to which her legs were being forced open. From his ringside seat, Rick did not. All this moment, it was just passionate massage with a handjob and blowjob.I then held her in my arms and put her back on the bed and uttered, “Let’s move slow coz I want you to enjoy every second of this” and I started helping her with a yoni massage. Circling my fingers over her wet pussy with my fingers moving in and out, I started playing with her Clit and pressing her breasts along with her nipples oozed out already.She then got aroused to the top and had her 2nd orgasm. Sania was at bliss. She wasn’t sure if she was thankful for Devlin opening her eyes to these things. A timid knock sounded at the door. Devlin strode over and answered it. After a few quiet words he turned back, carrying a tray of food. Her belly grumbled. Her hand flew to her belly, a blush on her face as she met Devlin’s amused gaze. He set the tray down on the bed and sat down. Slowly she walked over and sat on the other end of the bed so the tray was between them. There were fresh rolls, butter, honey and jam.