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She kisses me back, I feel her smooth tongue slip inside my mouth as shower our kiss deepens. I completely forget her husband is watching, I don’t care, I allow myself to get lost in her kiss. Her lips where so soft, not like the ruff ones I’m used to. As we pull apart, I remember her husband, I look down and he was cumming on himself. He had been jacking off watching us make out. We all 3 laid there not saying anything just trying to catch our breath. Before we went our separate ways we made plans to do it again! The brothers were close so there is no doubt that they had talked about our sharing arrangements in the past. Unlike Pete who has been separated for the last two years, George is happily married with a family but despite this, Pete has managed to convince him that he should leave his 30s with a bang by fucking my wife. Consequently Me and Megan, and our other friends Mel and Craig met at Pete’s house last Saturday around 6pm, making sure we were there before George. We were also expecting to be joined by a couple of George’s friends. Pete has a good job and lives in indian quite a big house and had bought in a buffet for the party, the food was all laid out in the kitchen together with a well stocked bar. We settled down with a drink and waited for the birthday boy to arrive. Megan was quite comfortable in Pete’s house; she’s been there many times before. She has also met George before and liked him. The only downside was that she’s also met his wife and liked her too, but the rest of us had managed to convince MILF her that is just sex; a nice birthday gift that won't affect their marriage at all. Eventually the doorbell rang and Pete went off to answer it, returning minutes later with the rest of his guests. “You all know George” he said and we all nodded. “And these are his friends………..” “Andy, Geoff and Stephen” George finished off. My imagination took over thinking about what she had in mind. I said hold on i went to the bathroom came back with the little bottle of hotel lotion and squeezed the whole bottle of lotion on his cock and went to town on him. I used to hate them, much preferring hose. “Bloody hell, a slut as well as a shit. Every inch pushes the air out of my lungs. Vanessa called the next day and said: “Next Friday?” I replied: “Will Sherry be there, too?” All Vanessa could say, between giggles, was: “Guess!” I could hardly indian MILF wait. He answered with that devilish smile. At first I didn’t shower understand but eventually I caught on. I resumed my pounding. Her challenges were really just a means of making fun of me. “I don’t even know your name.” “Trust me my love.