The next day when she woke up, “Get ready we are going out to make out that threesome, we’ll have fun there.” “Fun!” she exclaimed got down ...rom the bed took up a dress which she wear today keeping in the mind what that bitch can wear and settle down with hot pants which barely covers her sexy butts, and a figure hugging tee with a v-shaped deep cut on both sides, flauting her sexy cleavage and she smarty avoided her bras, as a result her nipples were poking out and her boobs were bouncing. “Tell. Me. What. You. Did. Tonight.” Each word was punctuated with a thrust into her stretched and filthy pussy.She groaned with each thrust. The thought now of John taking her this was so erotic to Brenda.“I stripped.”“Where?”“In a nasty bar.” Brenda said this in a husky low voice. She could tell from John’s reaction that it was turning him on.“Yeah, and then what did you do?”“I fucked a guy.”“Tell me how you did it?”John was pounding her, and slapping her ass now, and sometimes pulling. .. ✧ ✧ ✧Compliments of Reltney Mc ‎I heard a variation of that story (the wine-for-husband story)During Mr. Clinton’s presidency, it was reported, the President descended the stairs of Marine One, on the South Lawn of the White House, carrying two pigs. The Marine Guards, at the bottom of the stairs, saluted as Mr. Clinton reached the ground. Mr. Clinton, in an expansive mood, turned to one of the Marines, and regaled him with the tale of the pigs.“Son, these here are two of the nicest Arkansas. Amanda stopped for a moment to catch her breath, but she had every intention of resuming, but Kyle grabbed her and with his muscular arms lifted her up to him.In a low whisper between kisses on her neck and ear lobes, “I want to fuck you right here right know. I want to bury my cock in your moist pink pussy that I ate out.”The dirty talk turned Amanda on further and convinced her to comply. She pulled at Kyle’s shirt and encouraged him to get naked and Kyle started pulling off Amanda’s.