The waitress, a tall obviously clumsy brunette girl, began to apologize profusely, while trying not to giggle because we were both sopping wet and wea...ing such ridiculous expressions of surprise. Daniel was laughing outright, while I was thinking, ‘Damn, my shirt!’ because my shirt was very thin and did little now to hide the outline of my bra. I was worried too, because the waitress was wearing a white shirt that was stretched over a pair of D sized breasts, ten times larger than mine. What if. He turned her to face Doug and myself as he fucked her. Your wife is the perfect fuck buddy he explained to me. I just love fucking her, he said I don't know if you knew this but I've been fucking since before you two met. I bet I've fucked her almost a thousand times. I was looking at my wife's face while he was telling me this. Her expression was a look of lust and confidence mixed together. He let her down so her feet touched the porch and fucked her for a little while with them both. More

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