We’re not really close friends, but my wife and I were letting him crash with us while he was in town. We'd run through the usual talking points. I ...on’t like football, so wasn’t much help there. He didn’t know much about MMA, so we failed to connect there too. We talked briefly about our jobs, avoided politics, and were really reaching when we started talking about bourbon - but thankfully it was something we were both into. That’s when my wife came out.She walked out onto the back deck and. "That's it. Mmmm. Fuck her. Fuck her pussy GOOD!" I kept up this running commentary as I also kept stroking my cock; back and forth I went, letting my arousal grow stronger till knew I was getting too close to blowing off, and then I'd slow down and allow my arousal to taper off, just enough, so that I could keep going for a while longer. However, there comes a certain point for me where I can't keep doing this a moment longer...and that had been my primary goal for that night. Except that I. I took again his penis in your hand and slowly began to beat him. One hand hammered him ad ** nd stroked his belly. After a while I started to suck his nipples still doing him good with one hand. After a while I got up and went back to him. He grabbed me around the waist and sat on his thighs. He stroked my penis the groove. Then he leaned over me so as to obtain access to my hole, then turned on her his dick. My hole was not stretched, so I felt a slight pain, khyed him started to push against. Suddenly both men (Roger could no longer tell which one was Janet andwhich one was Linda, so identical were their performances) pulled theirdicks out of her hands. The twins gently but firmly pushed the chocolate-skinned girl down on all fours with her legs slightly spread and her headlifted up by the hand of one of the Rogers."Wait. What are you doing?" the girl-bodied Roger said, suddenly uneasy.Roger had always wanted to be dominant in the bedroom, and even as a girlhad imagined being in.