.. writhing. Her hands twitched spasmodically and then closed like claws around the back of the chair. Her eyes opened and they were shot through with... milky white cateracts. They bulged slightly and her forehead rippled - and then I saw her lift her rump in the air. It was like she was ... presenting. My stomach twisted and despite myself, I found my pussy lips growing moist as the undead woman (for there was no better term for it) spread her thighs, reached down with her free hand, spread her. He was just an average guy. Overly nice and average body. He had a 7" cock that was average girth. Just your average guy. We wanted something smaller than me to keep anyone from being jealous LOL. We don't do this to blow her pussy out. This is for us and for fun and i enjoy my wife's tight pussy and don't wanna ruin it. Ground rules were no anal, no oral and he must always have a condom on. She said "his cock will not enter any part of me without a condom". He and I agreed. The two days before. Are you ready for the next round?”“If it’s as good as the first round, I’m very ready.”Jake went to the kitchen and returned with the chef’s knife. He thumped the handle against the footboard to get Christine’s attention.“Now we get to the real reason we’re here. Christine, did you know that Shannon’s been talking about me behind my back? I’m going to carve my initials in her tits to teach her how to keep her mouth shut.”“No, Jake, I love you,” Shannon said. “I wouldn’t ever say anything bad. She asked me to be seated while she wanted to dress herself up. After she came dressed in a salwar kameez we started to dislocate the table so that we are able to carry it easily. As she worked with me I was eyeing her assets and sometimes got a glimpse of her fair cleavage as well. We spoke like friends and were helping each other occasionally brushing our bodies against each other. Once done she helped me carry the table in parts downstairs. As she was struggling to hold the table parts close.