They were after all guests in his home.He started to turn away heading back towards his own room when he noticed that Marianne's nipples were erect. P...pping nicely through the tee shirt. As he looked her right hand slid up from where it had been lying by her side and ran almost absentmindedly over her breasts, caressing and pulling on her nipples then gently cupping and holding them. Stirring slightly she put down the book. She closed her eyes and he saw her legs move under the sheets. She. She had good reflexes, she knew that, and enough knowledge of fighting from observation and training with Gérard to handle herself in a wrestling match. Especially since most boys, Michél being the exception, didn’t think she could fight.Gérard swam almost every day in a cove not far from their house, but far enough that others rarely visited, especially early in the morning. Amélie was pleased when he invited her to join him. She was even more pleased when she discovered Gérard always swam. This must have gone on for five minutes, and she just kept sucking. I could tell he was holding back so he could enjoy my wife pleasuring him with her mouth. Another biker, walked by and said “Butch” let’s see your bitch, he signaled her to get up and turn around. Debbie obliged and smiled as she stood up and displayed her tight small body to this stranger. Butch said “go ahead feel her up” and with that he put his hands on my wife’s small breasts and rubbed her nipples which were fully erect.. Using my nipples, he pulled my breasts together so they created a nice little valley for his cock to push through. I had never had someone use me for a titty wank before, and I quite liked it. Not that I got off on it, but I liked being used as an object of pleasure. He pushed my breasts together harder and harder as his hips picked up their pace and soon he was shooting more spunk all over my face. I had to close my eyes momentarily while he wipe it out of that area, but I opened them again.