Wo bhi bohot cooperate kr rahi thi. Fir me unke gale pe apni tounge ghumane laga, wo bohot jyada machalne lagi. Aur mere sir ke baalo me apna hath ghu...mane lagi. Fir unhone mera lund jo ki puri taraha khada ho chukka tha use mene nighty ke upar se hi pakad kr dabane lagi aur hilane lagi.fir mene unka salwar nikal diya aur unke pet ko chatne laga.Friends mujhe aurato ka jism chatne me bohot maja aata hai. Mene apne thuk se unke puew pet ko geela kar diya. Fir unhone mujhe dhakka diya aur apne se. “Do you want me to pierce that as well?” asked the woman?“Not with jewelry” my wife replied, with a bit of a giggle.“You’re a tease” replied the woman, “a fucking tease. Why don’t you get up on the table, lay back and make yourself comfortable while I get some samples of rings and bells.”I helped my wife up onto the table and took her in again. She looked and acted much different than the woman whom I had married. I wondered what she had endured, what she had learned and more importantly, what. She ground it against him, then knelt down like she did with me, unzipped him and put his impressive cock in her mouth, all the time swaying to the music. After a couple of minutes, she got up and took him by the hand to the back bedroom. A bunch of guys followed them, including me. We watched through the open door while she pulled his clothes off and began to fuck him missionary style. After a few minutes, she smiled at the guys in the door and said, "What are you waiting for?" At that,. Then she was about 37-39 5'8ish and maybe 140 lbs slightly chubby, dark hair and complexion.I grew blackberries on the fence that separates our property and a lot of them are on her side of the fence and she came down one day when she saw me outside and asked if she could have the blackberries on her side of the fence. So we struck a conversation and I begin to get to know her a little bit. She seemed a little bit strange maybe even emotionally uptight or something.Of course I said she could.