When I got back, The gals were chatting away. After a few minutes, Marlee made a move and asked if she could kiss Sheri. She said, “Yes, I guess.”... With that, she moved in and they kissed a bit. Then Marlee started rubbing her tits. I was in awe. The two would stop and talk for a bit, then start back again.I got up and started talking to Darby, just a few feet away, always keeping my eyes on the gals. He couldn’t believe this was Sheri’s first girl on girl kiss because she seemed so into it. I. He slowly pushed forward until inch by inch he filled her up. Once he was as far inside of her as he could go, still leaving an inch or so, he began to thrust into her. It felt so good he wished he could last forever. From his view standing up, he watched as his cock forced apart her pussy lips with each thrust. He got even more turned on as he realized how big he was and how small she was. Her thoughts echoed his; it felt incredible to be filled up this way. Not only had she never fucked. The anthropologist's wife had become a sex slave to more than a dozen men and women. To this day she was on beck and call to the group, often spending entire weekends providing perverted sexual pleasures to the group and their friends. This had made for some creative explanations at times, but the anthropologist remained totally ignorant of his wife's activities. Renee had disclosed that only this past weekend, Christine had spent a night at an exclusive estate performing fellatio on and being. While the pee the tailor asked my wife whether she had locked the door of the house or has left it open. She could not understand but answered that the door is locked . The tailor asked where are the keys. My wife answered that are in the purse in the tailor shop. The tailor gave a naughty smile. Before my wife could understand he finished pee and quickly pulled the shutter of the shop down and locked it.Now my wife was completely nude in the street.She had no idea what is happening. He then.