Just as our drinks came I saw Mr. lonely walk up to our table. He looked straight at Linda. "May I have this dance?" he asked her.I piped right up. "N...o thanks," I said.He looked at me and said, "I was talking to the lady."Just then Linda chimed in. "Harry," she said, "you're being rude." I'm being rude? Let me explain something. This guy just walked up and asked my wife to dance with out asking my permission. That's not only being rude, it's being extremely disrespectful. If he had come to me. I could feel his warm seed pumping deep inside my body as I sucked my husband’s cock.My hair was pulled again and I was yanked away from Victor.One of the guys ordered my husband to lie on the bed and then they told me to ride on his hard cock. I looked at him; I had never seen Victor so excited.I moved onto the bed and straddled him. As I began to lower myself onto his cock, another man helped me guiding Victor’s cock into my wet pussy.I gasped as I felt it swelling deep inside me."Has this. I want to feel your huge dick inside me so so much." His response to that was to jam his dick back into my mouth and then order me to repeat what I just told him but this time to do it with a mouth full of his dick. So I did as I was told once again.He then pulled me up and gave me a short mouth on mouth kiss. And he took my hand and walked us over to his bed. "Get on the bed, on your hands and knees. With your head down on the pillow and your ass up in the air."As soon as I got myself into. I ran my fingers through his dark hair, pulled his head slightly back and broke our kiss to stare into his icy blue eyes. He returned with a smirk while he moved his hands inside my thighs. ‘What’s wrong?’ ‘You know I’m leaving next week?’ ‘More reason to make tonight memorable,’ he added and leaned forward. I met him half way and glued our lips together. His fingers pulled the thong to aside, the breeze gently brushed across my bald pussy. His other hand lifted my hip upward and positioned the.