‘Hand it over,’ I barked.From the tone of my voice she was in no doubt that if she didn't I would pull down her panties and see for myself. Slowly...she ran her hand up the front of that tiny purple skirt and as deftly as she had put it there, pulled out a couple of notes from inside those cerise-pink delicacies.‘I didn't do it for me,’ she offered by way of explanation, her voice wavering and obviously close to tears. ‘I did it for you,’ she added.My confused look was obvious to her and I didn't. Immediately he fumbled behind my back and unhooked my brassiere and threw it on the sofa. Then he lowered my panties and when he saw my smooth shaven cunt lips he went wild. Sitting on his knees he kneed it and then sucked at it. He used to his teeth to bite me gently while I Oohed and aahed. The touch of a man’s tongue was most peasant on my pussylips and I became wet almost instantaneously. His hands reached up and started to knead my breasts. My nipples went hard to his touch and I pressed. Tracy was pinching then twisting Mistresses nipples as my tongue found Tracy’s G – spot.Mistress would rise up so that just the head of my cock stayed in her pussy, then push down hard. Tracy was flooding my mouth with her sweet nectar as she bit Mistresses nipples. Mistress quickened the pace as her pussy squeezed my cock. Tracy rubbed her pussy on my mouth faster.Suddenly the two of them screamed out that they were coming. The warm cream from my cock filled Mistress as her pussy gave one. She asked if it would bother me to see my wife fucking anther guy, I said I would love to see it.She took me by their computer and turned it on. Had a video of what was going on in the bedroom with sound. There was my wife humping like a bunny. I could hear her talking and saying it was so nice to have a real man's cock instead of the teenie weenie she had. She kept begging for more. I tensed a little and the other wife asked if it bothered me to hear her complain about my cock or see her with.