I opened my eyes and saw her giving a big naughty smile to me. She said – ‘then what are u waiting for, I am all yours… I love you!!’And she h...ugged me very tightly. I was in the 9th cloud! Then I said that I love her too and I started kissing her neck.Then she held my hand and took me in the bedroom, on the way I slapped her butts twice. Then in bedroom I started undressing her, first her t-shirt. She was wearing a sexy red color pushup bra. In no time I unhooked it and saw her two sizzling hot. She continued to stare at the bulge and was certain that he knew she was looking between his legs at the outline of his swollen dick. He spread his legs as wide as he could. She decided to not look away, wanting to see all that was possible. She was certain he liked the idea of her trying to get a glimpse of his dick.He looked between his legs and then at my wife who was watching intently. He slowly moved his thighs back and forth. My wife enjoyed looking at the impression of his dick pushing. Kevin, her husband, was a big man. 6 foot two inches, 290 pounds (though her encouragement had brought him down a long way—and lengthened his lifespan too), with fine brown hair, a goatee and a mustache. Melissa rather liked his beard because it was run through with gold and red hair and, in the recent past, the occasional white or gray hair as well. He was substantially older than she, at 42. How they had hooked up was a mystery to her friends and his, but they seemed quite happy so no one. The camera peaked around the corner into the living room. The lights were very dim but the hip hop was blasting. Rick could see his wife, with nothing but a skimpy thong on, kneeling in front of the same bald black guy from the club, who was completely naked sitting on the couch. He could see Angie's head bobbing up and down over the guy's lap. Rick couldn't believe this. He could hear slurping noises over the music and, once the picture became clearer, he could see her sucking on a huge dark.