It's a funny story actually.My buddy Jim whom I've known for at least 10 years went out with me for a few drinks after work and ended up back at my ap...artment. Like I said I've known and worked with him for about 10 years and before I got divorced, Jim had hung out with me and my wife a few times over the years . We ended up talking about my ez wife and we are a little drunk so the conversation goes astray . Out of the blue Jim tells me that he always thought my ex wife was sexy as hell, and. I put my hand now inside her panties and was fingering her clit and slit she was moving her hips to my massage there, ‘yes’s satish don’t stop feels sssssooo good, yes yes ahhhhhhhh there thereeeeeee”, I was slowly finger fucking her .I stopped for a moment and kissed her again pulling her to me , I told her I want to see a naked, and started to take off her sari she helped me to take it off and I took off her blouse she had a sexy lace bra and her nipples were like small grapes hard and ready. Stan fumbled clumsily out of his clothes. Eventually, he managed to get them all off and dumped in a pile on the floor. His cock bounced and quivered in front of his slim body. He wasn't exactly sure of himself, but he knew he wanted whatever Veronica had to offer.It had been a long time since she'd initiated a fucking."Just lie back on the bed, Stan. Good. Now I'm going to suck on your cock and you just do whatever seems natural. Okay?" Veronica -" he started, then cut off his comment. Let her. I let you this time, kissing you deeply, our eyes staring into each others as we make love in front of these two men who haven’t yet cum in your mouth. We both cum, deeply, deliciously. Yes, I cum too, I can’t hold back. It’s too intense, too exciting. The intensity is increased as my ass clenches the big butt plug in my ass. I’m lost in you and the feelings of oneness, wholeness.As we calm down, luxuriating in the after effects, you ask me if I enjoyed the butt plug. I look away, and you.