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Basanta called me & asked me to sit by him until coffee is served, he was all praise for my wife, and he was attracted to my wife’s huge breasts, he loved the sweet taste of my wife’s love juices, the way she sucks his cock (my wife play’s her tongue over the cock head while sucking occasionally deep throats) & drink’s the cum which his wife never dose.He then started to praise my dick “hey you’ve got a lovely piece of equipment between your legs good length & thickness,” saying that he suddenly bent down grabbed my cock & kissed it. I have never sat naked next to another man, let alone allow any guy to touch my penis; he just kissed my dick,I dint know how to react but my cock seem to be enjoying it was throbbing in his hands. He let off my cock.Coffee was served & after that I had suggested all of us should sleep in our master bed room, which all accepted, we three went to bed room while my wife went to keep the tray and cups in kitchen and to close the door. It seemed flush from. Pulling her skirt up all the way, she began rubbing my hardening member along the length of her slit. “Wanna ride Jules? I bet you’re not wearing any underwear either,” said Leslie as she grabbed the waistband of Jules’ jeans. Seductively she reached up and opened the button at the top of Jules’ pants, and pulled down the zipper. Jules was obviously game, as she hurriedly kicked off her jeans. Leslie had moved to the side enough so I could see. Jules wasn’t wearing panties either, and was shaven smooth, like my wife. Good girl, I thought to myself. Jules straddled me at my knees and then proceeded to help my wife lift her dress over her head. Leslie reciprocated by helping Jules off with her t-shirt. Jules may not have had cleavage, but her nipples were big, puffy and protruding. My mouth watered at the thought of sucking those beautiful little buds. Leslie beat me to it. Her mouth went right to Jules’ tits. I felt a hand an unfamiliar hand take my now very hard cock, and guide.
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