Cheryl sat near the edge of the bed, her legs spread suggestively as I panned up from a shot of her feet in her high heels to her drooling pussy, over... her cum stained blouse, finally to her face.“Hey, guys,” my wife said in a cheerful voice, holding the dildo a few inches from her mouth, and down slightly. “As you can tell by the cum stains on my blouse, and the vestiges of my cream pie, I have been a naughty, slut wife again.”Two naked black males slid onto the bed kneeling next to Cheryl,. As the waiter cleared away the last of the plates and placed the espresso on the table, she leaned forward, again testing the strength of the fabric. ‘Fuck me,’ she whispered. Signing the check, I quickly rose from the table, extending my hand to her. ‘Come on.’ I whispered, ‘We’ll find a place.’ As we made our way through the crowded restaurant, our fingers played a love game of their own, uncontrollably stroking, tickling and caressing each other as the tension increased. Near the exit, I. My wife did not know I was back in the room. Because our bed does not transfer motion she did not feel get me get in the bed behind her. I was kneeling behind my wife's hot, shaved cunt which was glistening with wetness. Naomi whispered she gave my wife a huge orgasm. I whispered to her to be ready because when I plunged my cock in her she is going to lurch forward with her mouth into your pussy. Naomi smiled and shook her head yes that she is ready.Thankfully my wife's pussy was perfectly. The problem was that nobody had anticipated just how tough Katie’s hymen was. ‘Armor plated’ might be the best phrase to describe the barricade that nature had placed at the entrance to my girlfriend’s vagina.It didn’t help that every time I pushed against the barrier, Katie would cringe in pain and try to scoot herself away from me. It eventually became so un-sexy that my hard-on started to wilt, and I rolled off to the side. Katie was almost crying in frustration. I was right behind her on.