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I shouted “Rahul! I can’t wait anymore.” I came heavily on his face. He cleaned every drop of it with his tongue.Now, this was my turn to favor ...him. He kissed me and I can taste my cum from his lips. I was kissing on his chest and removed his pants and boxers quickly. When I see the monster came out I was feeling pity for my little pussy. To make me feel comfortable he said, “Don’t worry baby it will not hurt Miss P.”I held his hard dick in my hand and started stroking it up and down. I planted. Then I went in the kitchen to put the beer in the fridge. My husband came in behind me as I was bent over the drawer and grabbed me around my waist. He kissed the back of my neck and started to bite little nibbles on my cheeks. I leaned back against him, more than ready. He pulled up my skirt and started to playing with my pussy, right there by my clit. Damn I was really hot and ready for anything. The party was pretty big. all the guys had brought along designated drivers and they were all. .of course I agreed. He put another movie on, and said it was homemade. As it began there were a couple guys in a room and they were making out, and stroking each other. Lee told me he was the cameraman, and these were his friends, Ron and Lou. They were also in their 50s or so, regular looking guys, not porn stars by any stretch. As we watched he sat by me and leaned over and kissed me. I returned the kiss, and then it became a long hard kiss, with lots of groping each other, He pushed me down. ”“Well, I may have found something you can do,” he said, “If you are really interested, that is.”“Oh, I’m interested, but where is it? Is it at your office?”“No, it’s not at my office. That would take too long to organise in any case,” he admitted, “because we do a lot of work for the government and they insist on security checks which seem to take for ever, certainly months.”“So what is it?” she was growing impatient.“Tell you what, sitting in a car in a lay-by on a busy road isn’t my idea of.

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