"Mmmmm, I think so too," sighed Annie as we moved to kiss each other again.Our kisses became more and more passionate and our hands roamed softly over... our bodies as we caressed each other in our new-found passion. Slipping my hands to her back I unclasped Annie's bra and allowed it to fall away from her body. Two beautiful and still firm breasts met my gaze, the pale pink areolae surrounding two stiffened nubs rising to our mutual passion."Oh Ben," she sighed as my lips closed around her. I keptsqueezing my cock harder and harder. Finally she was donewith the lipstick.Debbie and Tina looked at me for a long time, then theylooked at each other, and they smiled. Debbie said, "Ken,Tina was right. It's not really a purple lip color. Whenyou see it, you'll simply adore it."Tina and Debbie were not yet done. They picked out someclip-on earings and put them on me. A hoop dangling on the end of a chain. The hoop brushed against my face every time I turned my head slightly. Next,. She wore black stockings and panties, but no bra. A pair of leather heels that clicked briefly across the marble floor until it gave way to one of the large Persian carpets that covered much of the old man's study. Her face had been carefully made up in the rather severe style that Eva preferred. Her lips were crimson and her eyes pitched deep with black. Her platinum hair was long by Eva's standards, falling straight and loose around her shoulders. She was twenty-seven and striking with her. I never thought I would like watching my wife being fucked by another man. I figured I would kick the guy's ass. Somehow the woman who had been taking her clothes off in the room full of men was not my wife she was a stripper and my mind did not register that was the case.The guy that was fucking her was moaning. Then his knees slightly buckled and he shot his load into my Kristy."My Kristy," I thought. Yes my wife was now the center of attention.The guy who shot his load pulled out and quickly.