She told herself to try to remember what theylooked like now so she could check it out later after they switched back.She turned from the mirror and l...ooked at the still closed bathroom door. "You Okay in there, 'Big Guy'?" she asked. "Yeah, just nicked myself shaving is all," he replied.She smiled to herself and wondered how it could possibly be that Donnahadn't mastered shaving his face yet. Her wife's current skin wasn't atall like hers: soft, supple, creamy, and not at all as thick as. The actual act, especially between two guys, was so foreign to him that it was a little frightening. He preferred to fantasy about acts that he knew and could trust. Like imagining his brother on top of him with clothes on. Grinding. Though still he had no knowledge of what that was actually like—what it was like to feel someone’s hard cock poking him and rubbing against the tiny curve of his hip. He wasn’t as curious as the average teenager about sex, and didn’t hang around enough people. I was happy to see her, seeing as I was horny as hell. My wife is Native American and beautiful. Shes about 51 and 110 lbs. Long black hair about three quarters of the way down her back and smooth brown skin that makes my dick hard thinking about it. Her breasts are small but she has the hottest brown cone shaped nipples that are long and perky. When she got there I suggested that we try the hot tub down the hall. She was more than excited and quickly changed into a tiny orange bikini that. It felt so comfortable, so natural, so horny. Fucking this beauty from behind, in the open. I looked down to see her long hair, her back, her curved waist, her ass, her clean, dark, wrinkled ass-hole, and my cock surrounded by her pussy labia pounding in and out of her. After a while of this exquisite fucking I paused and ran my thumb over the outside of her ass-hole, tickling it. She moaned and didn’t resist. So I edged the tip in, She moaned more and didn’t resist. Slowly I rocked my hips as.