She had no doubt that he would be back - it was clear that herample bosom and discreet hints had more than secured his attention. Aftera few more minu...tes she grew impatient. She stood up and went to find theman she had been intending to take home that night, wondering if he hadalready turned his attentions to someone else. Without realising it, shetook her party favour bag with her.As she was scanning the house for Brian she realized she was carrying thegift bag in her hand. Opening it she idly. One hand on her tit, the other sliding into her panties, fingers move down until,"Oh, fuck! Baby, you are so wet." "You make me that way, love."Bringing his soaked fingers up to her mouth, she opens for him, licking her juices off his fingers.He cannot contain the growl like moan that escapes him. He has to taste her. He falls to his knees, ripping the lace panties off her body, letting the pieces fall to the floor. He smells her sweet musk, and it drives him wild with lust. He wraps his arms. We both want it. It's sex, not love. It won't affect our marriage, I promise."Somewhat reluctantly, Jen stood up. "Are you sure?"Mike kissed her again. He was beaming, and sounded upbeat. "I'm sure. You're going to love this. We both will."Jen went downstairs to the lobby bar. It had the reputation of a major meat market, and Mike knew his sexy wife would have no trouble picking up a stud to fuck her.He went into the adjoining room, and locked the door. He quickly double checked his TV and. Nancy swallowed all of his semen. Marley was insatiable. Nancy was crying and impaling on his cock.Tom was lying by her side. He was exhausted and relaxed. He just couldn’t remain indifferent watching his wife getting screwed hard in front of his eyes. He was madly jealous. He couldn’t look at Nancy impaling herself on the dick, he couldn’t listen to her lusty moaning. “All women are sluts. Nancy didn’t resist much either… Look, he’s fucking her womb and she likes it!” Such thoughts made his.