They where thrusting my boobs with there chests and my ass with there penis and laughing was just going on. Then i said that i want to go to the washr...oom. I decided to fresh my self as much as i could and leave for home. But while i was going inside his home i realised that boss hand was on my back and my hand was on his shoulder and i was barely able to walk. While going towards the room i heard the door lock and was feeling boss hand touch my boobs from my back. At this moment i really needed. Damn it, as impossible as it sounded I was horny."Just like with the sense of taste and smell I had receptors built into the channel which discharged the coffee and foods I pretended to eat. Those receptors were there to tell me when I was finished and even what was happening, so that I could control the valves and relays. As I remembered how it felt to masturbate, I began to rub that opening as if it were my vulva. I was just pretending of course/Equally shocking was that by mixing memory and. After she had my wife all lathered up, she cleaned her hand and reached for the razor, and began shaving my wife’s pussy. By now, my dick was hard! It was exciting watching another woman pulling and squishing and stretching my wife’s cunt into different positions to get a close shave. I heard my wife lightly moan a few times as she was getting shaved and thought she seemed to be enjoying it. That’s when I wondered if Nichole and my wife had some sexual experiences before. This all. "Hey! You better be glad you missed my special Midnight Seduction outfit. 'Cause I want to wear it again tonight, and..." Arti, please get dressed and stop fooling around." When you're fooling around with me, we'll both know it," she groused, "but okay."She hopped out of bed, stripped in two seconds flat and proceeded to get into her fake-DEA outfit. Watching her get dressed was almost as intriguing as watching her dancing poses in the Midnight Seduction clothes. First there were the sexy.