‘You look absolutely stunning, Jennifer. Thank you for agreeing to meet me this evening.’ He indicated with his open hand to the envelope under th...e dinner plate and she slid it out and placed it into her small black sequined clutch. She would investigate the contents in the bathroom later to verify that the five hundred dollars was there. ‘Absolutely. This is a very nice place. Did you say you were staying here too?’ She knew the answer of course, but also knew the art of conversation. ‘Yes, I. You’re not really...”“Slipping her my rawhide doggy chew toy?” he finished for me. Despite myself, a minor smirk crossed my jowls. “You better believe it. I’m poking her like a pin cushion and she fucks like a freight train. Trust me, once you mount and knot a bitch, human cock just never satisfies them again.”I don’t know...” I pondered, turning an appreciative gaze up at Megan. She was a petite brunette, her hair tied back in a pony tail, with stubborn, errant strands making their escape. Meg. Mitch finessed the situation by dancing his way over and imposing himself between the two. The other fellow got distracted as his own dance partner made her own move - grabbing him and turning him, not too gently back in her direction. Roxanne smiled at Mitch. Mitch relaxed and smiled back, and continued to dance. After the song ended, Mitch walked Roxanne over to the edge of the dance floor and excused himself to go to the men's room. Roxanne watched him go. As soon as he was out of sight, the. As they laid there cuddling, her stud's cum began to ooze from her well-worn pussy. My wife obviously felt it running out. She looked at me and said that since I wasn't man enough to fuck her properly, maybe I should just crawl over and clean her lover's cum out of her cunt. I did as I was told. As I positioned my head between her legs, she told me to remove the stocking from around my cock. I buried my face in her cummy cunt and happily lapped away. As I did, my wife positioned her nylon clad.