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It was a turn-on reading about the women being total sluts with their lovers, only to deny their husbands or boyfriends sex. Not only that, but it was going to be largely up to Sally as to whether my wife would end the week with tattoos or cunt rings. I realized from my wife's admission that the date could turn out a real hot one but it would all depend on how assertive Alex was going to be that evening. What I did know is that I wanted to be in Matt’s shoes fucking my wife’s hot pussy but they way things where going I was in for a long wait. It was a colossal turn on to know that I was fucking my wife while she still had another man's cum deep in her pussy.

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Her kitty was fully exposed now and lips of her sex were open and wet. As he gently breathed into and tongued the opening of her ear, he rubbed her taught belly and then began to clench at her gown, gradually hiking up the material so that it no longer covered her crotch fully. Each stroke into the arch of her foot produced a gently arched back and a gasp, and with each soft gasp, her fingers coiled in the afghan blanket above her head and clenched in the loosely knit fabric. She looked over at the dance floor as if it were calling to her, drained the wine that was left in my glass and went to dance some more. She just kind of bowed her head but said nothing; went over to a bare corner as if it were Her Place, and quietly stood facing the corner. She moved her legs up and down as if she couldn't stand the euphoria, but she grabbed his head and pushed it against her clit and slit. As she moved up and down on him, Rick grabbed the back of her head, holding it in place while he fucked her mouth.