He was a kind of gangster and very aggressive with my wife, as she had told me once. He had fucked her very wild in several meetings, but always were ...just Ana and him.But one day he asked her for being the slut for a black gangbang party. Of course Ana accepted the challenge, she was delighted…The only condition was he wanted me outside of town; no way could I be present during the party with my loving wife. She accepted and promised she would call back him when I was gone.Ana had in mind. Then she felt Debbie’s hand at the hem of her skirt. It was moving up her thigh. She held her breath as she felt the fingers on her knickers, seeking the hem at the leg, probing under it and finding her wet lips, a finger stroking along the wet channel and finding the hard nub of her clitoris. “You might need this,” Diane said huskily, holding up the vibrator. Debbie‘s hand came away and took the toy.“I think Mummy should get comfortable and get those wet knickers off,” she said, taking. All at once she said like this and pushed my hand up her skirt. I gulped, as she had nothing on underneath and it was wet, not like the girl from the garages.She said did I like, well who wouldn't I said, it was much bigger than that other girl, she said what did I do with the girl, I said I only touched which I did, she said girls like a finger to go up it,my young cock was raging.She said push it in and out, so I did as she asked, she put her head on my shoulder and made some noises, her. Lana had often thought to make more time to get to know her but, busy busy and all that. Maybe it was down to her snobbery of feeling in a better class. Lana thought Chloe was a pretty girl with her dark brown eyes and ponytailed hair. In her late 20s, usually wearing jeans and T shirt but what was she supposed to wear? Skimpy maid outfit? Well, Lana did have one but only for her guilty pleasures. Occasionally she’d see Chloe in the pubs in Hurwell-on-Thames and she did look stunning when.