"She suddenly felt so chummy that she came around the glass coffee table and sat down next to Laura. Uh oh, Laura thought. She smells good. And up clo...e she's even more lovely. And she's not wearing a bra under that sweatshirt.Both of them were slightly tipsy, not really drunk, just relaxed. Deshona's dark black eyes shone. All the frost of the past was gone. She was Laura's dear friend now.They talked for another hour about men, about work, about whether Deshona should get a dog, about what. Soon it slid all the way in and he held still. Then my wife looked back at him and said “what are you waiting for prick, fuck my ass, that’s what I called you over for”. I watched as this tattooed thug took my lovely wife’s ass, she grunted like an a****l every time his cock thrust into her. They both began to move together with Dale’s cock entering her ass time and time again, they must have been together a while because they moved in perfect rhythm. Apparently, Dale knew just when to get my. He watched, smiling fiendishly, as I obediently began licking his sperm from the black leather. The mixture of flavors ' semen and leather ' turned me on, and I greedily licked and sucked his clothes clean, leaving them wet from my saliva. I turned Kim around to face the table again, had her place the leather jacket over the edge of the table. I pushed her forward bending her over the table edge, her ass pushing back towards me. Kim parts her legs as I come up behind her, she feels my hairy. What in the hell was he to call them? Calling the obvious leader to the front Alan explained what he was doing, he also asked what they were called. "Triacarie, when I was a youngling, when the dark ones started to come here, I remember we called our selves Lobrits. It has been a very long time since we were called that. We realize that you are different; no other has ever helped us to be free. As for the one you seek, we have heard of a still free clan many deres over that way." The leader.