Paul wasn't especially drawn to the busy social whirl, but he had no cause to be jealous. He knew that Beatrice loved her. Barely a day went by when t...ey didn't make love, so Paul had no reason to doubt this. He never probed her about any extramarital activity and Beatrice never said anything that might arouse his suspicions. He was a lucky man to have such a beautiful and sensual wife. If anything, Paul felt guilty that he wasn't equal to her prodigious sexual demands.Even though Beatrice was. She pushed her tongue into my mouth and we stood still on the dance floor kissing and rubbing one another. We continued kissing as she pulled one of my hands to her huge breast and I began rubbing her.At that point I felt like we were going too far on the dance floor, so I broke the kiss and we went back to our table. I ordered another pitcher of beer as Shabari scooted her chair right next to mine and began rubbing my inner thigh. She moved her hand farther up and began rubbing the bulges of. He suddenly grabbed me so tightly it felt like I was lifted off the ground slightly and he pushed us both back till I hit the wall, though his hands stopped me from getting hurt. He ran his hand from my knee up to my thigh making me shiver, grabbed my leg and lifted it pushing me even more up against the wall. Our kiss not breaking once. His hand still grabbed onto my leg he smiled through our kiss and broke it slightly. Slowly moving his lips to my ear he whispered… “Just say no” I couldn’t. I used some of my magic to free myself from you so that we can have a bit more intimate fun." Her pussy smiled as it forcibly kissed her on the lips. Lizzie flinched and then yelped as her pussy's tongue intertwined with hers. It was the strangest but yet most stimulating feeling she ever had as she felt her own clit being rubbed against her nose. Lizzie had never been more aroused or scared in her life and laid there while her own pussy assaulted her mouth."Bitch, I didn't go through this.