She had begun to dress to show off her alluring figure, and she loved it when guys so obviously drooled over her. She was worth drooling over. For 36,... she was really fit and looked hardly 29 or 30. Her curves were all in the right places. There was not a single extra ounce of weight on her body, she took care of that with a twice-a-week gym routine. Her hair were dark and long, right now made into a stylish hairdo that kept them up, leaving her back bare as the Punjabi suit she was wearing had. I was already wet from the champagne and the way he couldn’t take his eyes off of me, but he drooled all over my pussy so that it was sloppy wet. He slipped his chubby finger in and out of me. Then he got on his knees behind me and took me doggie style. I rubbed my clit and let him pound into me.“You like fucking my hairy pussy, Robert?” I asked. “You like sticking your little tiny dick in my big hairy snatch?” He giggled and panted and even managed to smack my ass gently as he rode me. “Fuck. Chrissie was looking at me intently. I held the glass infront of my face and allowed the silent scrutiny. 'What the hell is shedoing here with Jason,' I thought. She was going to have a quiet night.She and I didn't speak as the men were chatting amidst jokes and memoriesof the past.I was eager to grab on to Dave for security. I wasn't sure if Chrissiehad read me or not. She didn't show any signs, but I wasn't confident.Chrissie grabbed Jason, and planted a big kiss on the mouth. We were alla. ” I told her, “Well, there’s that piece of art glassshaped like a prick that I bought at an erotic art showbefore we were married, how about that?” “OK, let’s try it,” she said. I pulled out of her andrummaged around in my dresser until I found it.She flopped over on her side on the edge of the bedwith her legs spread and I watched her slide the long,shiny glass cock into her cunt. It was double-endedwith one end shaped like a prick and the other like.