Wait let me describe her dress code. She was wearing a shirt with first three buttons off, and a tight skirt which made it so obvious that her ass was...so touchy to keep staring at it. Imagine guys me in my boxer she with the dress code so exotic. I sat on the sofa inviting her to do so, she instead sat on my lap. She knew what would happen next, which actually happened. My buddy downstairs started getting warmer and started poking her ass from beneath. I’m like going through my first panic. Her beautiful caramel skin was glistening with sweat as she bit her full bottom lip. I felt a pulsing between my legs as I lowered my cunt slowly onto my husband's hot tongue. My eyes never left hers as I began grinding my twat on my husband's mouth. The scent of my arousal, and the suckling sounds he was making were filling the room. I let out a moan as she freed her full breasts from her tight shirt and began pulling on her nipples while sliding 2 fingers inside herself. I could see the fluid. More

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