He sat with us for a while and when my wife went to the bathroom he offered me some extacy on him cause he hadn't seen us in so long. So he left and I... showed my wife what he left us. She popped some and ordered a shot. As we drank more people rolled in and she was feeling the effects. She was getting horny. She spotted a guy at the bar and we moved from the table next to him and started talking. He was from Chicago and was in for a few days and was staying there. He asked if we were stating. Everything’s fine” and closes the bedroom door just as he leaves “for work.” He rang the doorbell. She walks up and answers it. Each meet the other with bright, cheerful smiles. He walks in. They hug. Then…they plant long, feverish, and “wanting more of that” kisses on one another. She’s adorned in a satiny long gown. What’s beneath it remains a mystery but there always had been an attraction, as if the two were school kids who’d known each other for ages or something, which instantly attracted. I hugged her to me. It felt so right. I pushed her back against the car and she jumped.“Sorry,” I apologised, “I forgot it would be cold.” I carried her round and lay her on the warm bonnet.“You’re so kind,” she grinned as I started to fuck and her grippy teen pussy began its urgent milking of my helplessly enslaved cock. I thrust, she writhed, and in no time we were sharing another wonderful orgasm.Once I’d pumped that urgent load into her I took her upstairs and lay down on my back at the. The outfit proved to be exactly as advertised: soft, comfortable moccasins adorned the girls' feet. A band around each girl's head held a single feather at the back. The loincloth was less than three inches wide and only knee-length, which left the wearer's loins exposed when leaning forward, and had no back panel to cover the buttocks. The two front panels of the vest were not merely far apart, they practically held restraining orders against each other, barely covering the areolae. As each.