I woke up a bit later and reached my hand out to stroke Mike’s pantied arse but he mumbled “not now Polly”.“Poor Polly,” I thought, “in my... experience it’s usually the wife who isn’t up for some night-time sexual activity.” I thought about getting up and going back to my own bed but the room was warm as I’d turned on the electric fire and my own bedroom would be cold so I decided to stay with Mike for a bit longer.“Well, well, well!” The loud voice of my wife Anne dragged Mike and me awake,. She came close to my ear and said come out we shall go to the terrace, and then she got up and went, I silently without waking anybody followed her to the terrace, as soon as we reached the terrace she hugged me and gave me a smooch, a deep one, she was almost inside my mouth, wild kiss, her tongue was fully inside moving from one place to another, I pulled away and asked her, do you think this is right, she looked at me and said I was the one who started this, I was surprised as asked what did. “Can we do this now?”“When I say go.” We crawled on the bed and forced our bodies together, pussies only inches apart. “Ready?”“Yes.”“Go!”Kristen was determined, but I was way too worked up to lose. Feeling her legs rub against mine, seeing her face clenched in frustration as she alternated between working her clit and delving her fingers into the honey pot; it was all too much. After a little over a minute, I came all over her chest and stomach. “Damnit!” she complained. “Well, that puts. I sat her down and made her watch as I took off my shirt and jeans.In school, I was on the football team as a linebacker and in the off-season I was on the wrestling team. Because of my sports, I spent a lot of time in the gym and I was in great shape. So when I took off my shirt and Emily saw my body for the first time, she was... impressed. For a change, she wasn’t looking at my face, her eyes instead roamed over my chest. I noticed her slightly biting her bottom lip, and I grinned and slowly.