Of course. Just go careful.”“Will do. Thanks for cooking.”Her dad grinned. “Yeah, it not much but your mother should be back tomorrow night an... we’ll all get to eat properly again.”Kirsty’s mother was away in Germany on a business trip. She was an engineering consultant and was always heading to Europe to advise on large construction projects.Kirst left the table and put her plate in the dishwasher. “What are you doing tonight?”“Ah, this and that. Y’know.”Her dad was always a bit lost when mum. “I agreed to meet him!” she blurted out. “You did!” I said back. “He seems like a very nice young man and I don’t know what it is, but there is something about him that arouses me. You don’t care right? You had always wanted me to sleep with another man. Right?” my wife said. I was shocked as I said, “Well, I do! But he isn’t the right guy. He is a cocky s-o-b!” “Well, here is your chance to see me with another man,” my wife shot back. There was nothing more for me to say at that point as I had. My words made her moan so loud I thought she would wake up our unconscious guest."OhmyGod! Yes! Oh please make me cum, please!" she cried.I smiled evilly and pulled my fingers out of her. She looked at me as if I had just run over her dog or something."Please don't pull out! I want you to make me cum! Plea..OHMYGOD!!" she screamed as I had replaced my fingers with my mouth and shoved my tongue deep into her drooling pussy.I started licking it furiously, my tongue exploring all of it that I. Above me I hear satisfied growling. His cock has a nice bend down and without any effort he slides down my throat. Arnoud comes in his rhythm and without mercy he fucked me deeply. I hear praising remarks. My French is not that good, but I know that much. Although the feeling of the hard cock is overwhelming, I want more. While Arnoud keeps fucking my mouth, I loosen my pants and slide them down. He understands what I want, pulls back and helps me up. Quickly I take off my shoes and pants as he.