I pulled her closer to me and kissed on her neck. She moaned. And I kissed her more to hear those moans. I kissed all around her neck. Then I started ...kissing her hot red lips again.I moved down a kissed on her cleavage. She pulled my hairs and pressed my face harder on her cleavage. I started licking her cleavage and kissing her neck. She then took my hand and kept it on her boobs. I pressed them hard. She moaned.I moved down and kissed her boobs over her shirt. And I started pulling her shirt. After this experience I have invited many men at home, and I simply love to watch and shake my cock while she makes love with other men. Our sex life has improved also. It’s my belief that watching your wife in bed with another man can be the most enjoyable and arousing experience in your life, if you leave jealousy aside and just concentrate on watching. If there’s real understanding between you two, your sex lives will improve.I encourage her to get intimate with other men. She tells me how a. Standing up I turned to face the wall and the black guy pulled my skirt up.He ran his finger over the crack of my ass and then he pulled aside my tiny red thong. He made me bent over the cistern and then I felt him spreading my ass cheeks and rubbing the thick tip of his cock up my rear entrance…I turned my head round and begged him:“Not in my ass, please… I want to feel you deep in my cunt. I’m on fire.”He smiled again and replied:“You are in the men’s room, Ma’am… so; you will follow men’s. Clearly he understood that I couldn't have that getting out – I'd be ruined. In hindsight, even he couldn't possibly have really thought I would follow through with the "deal". And what was with the handshake on this "deal" anyway? He knew it could never be legally binding so asking me to "shake on it"? That made it official? I mean, from a cultural standpoint, it kinda did make it "official". But what did that even mean? Cultural... I scoffed at myself. What was I thinking. He knew that he got.