It started out as just another Night at home with friends. The same chemical group of couples and singles showed up at Dave and Barb's for the common beer and BBQ. It was the typical ‘ good-time-had-by-all'function.

Tim, an old friend that had moved up north and two of his buddies had been passing through on their way to Spring fault when they stopped by. Dave had invited them to stay the Nox and continued their head trip in the dayspring.

Throughout the nighttime Barb and Tim exchanged good natured snap back and forth with each other, as they used to when Tim still lived in the area. several times during the Nox Tim mentioned that if they only had a deck of placard they could start a game of strip poker. Barb would just roll her centre and carry on going about being the gracious hostess.

As the nighttime continued and dig made her rounds she noticed that Tim's two friends kept checking her out. One was Richard. He was tall, muscular and quite handsome in a rugged, boyish way. She caught the early one, Doug, watching her from time to sentence, but he would crimson and plow away when he realized she spotted him looking. It pleased her every time she caught one of them checking her out. But something about the way Richard watched her sent a svelte shiver through her.

As the Nox wore on hoi polloi started saying their goodbyes and thanking their server for another great get-together. Pretty soon all but three guests had left.

Dave, barb and Tim ended up in the kitchen talking about old times. Tim again teased shaft that if they only had a deck of cards they could all run strip poker."Well we don't ”, she replied."And besides, everyone is either gone or asleep."They all looked around. Richard and Doug were the alone other mass left, and they had both passed out watching a game in the living room."I know, you're just scared,"Tim shot back. She glared back at him, rolled her eyes and finished her beer. Dave had been listening to their frisky banter all night and decided to find out how tough they both were."fountainhead, there's always the consortium tabular array,"he said. They both looked at him for a second and then looked at each other. Then a big grin spread across Barb's face as she turned to get a fresh beer. `` Well Timmy boy, '' she called over her shoulder joint,"it's time to put-up or shut-up."With that she walked out of the kitchen. Tim looked back at Dave a lilliputian confused."Hey, you started this whole strip-poker thing, it's your own fault."Dave stated. Dave got up and grabbed two beers out of the fridge and handed one to Tim. Then they both followed barb through the living room and into the den. Barb stopped at the sliding door, then closed it when both had moved into the elbow room."What's the matter,"Tim chided,"afraid they might wake up and see you losing."“ We'll just see who they find losing,"she answered.

Some time, and few beers later Barb found herself in a little bit of trouble. She hadn't really considered Tim a serious threat. After all, it was her dwelling house and her syndicate board. And she was pretty good. But all she had left were her shorts, bra and scanty ; he still had on jeans, shirt and a T-shirt. If he made this shot though then her shorts were the next to go. She was sword lily she had decided to fag panties tonight. If he was going commando then they would be even. If not, then she needed to get busy. She watched as he lined up for the shot. He kept looking from the cue ball to the eight musket ball to the corner pocket. She began to shift from one base to the other as she waited for his shot, but he kept looking from the eight musket ball to the pocket, spending a nifty pile of time eying the corner pocket. Dave broke out laughing as Tim suddenly put his question on the position of the kitty table. Barb looked from Dave to Tim and started to get pissed.

`` What's so funny ? '' she demanded. Dave stopped laughing and looked at his wife. `` Honey, I think Tim 's having a hard time concentrating. '' Barb looked from cue ball to the eight formal to the corner pocket. Then back to the eight ball and back to the scoop again. Then she looked straight down and began to flush. She was leaning up against the pool table, her pool-stick between her slightly feast legs, and the stab was lined-up perfectly with her crotch. Without thinking her workforce slid down her pool joint to cover her crotch. Dave started laughing again and Barb could feel her face burning red as she almost trip over her consortium control stick trying to move away from the table. Tim took a deep breath and lined up for the shot again. With a long, unmarried, tranquil stroke he knocked the eight globe into the pocket.

gibe watched as Tim made the shot and got that picayune grin that was so, Tim. As he began to jump from the guess he paused and looked at her. Her breath caught as his eye followed the contours of her organic structure until they were looking at her expression. And when their optic met a minuscule shiver gently shook her physical structure. She had never really considered her playful shots back and forth with Tim as dalliance, but suddenly the expression in his eyes somehow changed that. She felt a flush of passion sweep oar through her as she continued to look into Tim 's eyes. Suddenly Tim turned away and reached for his beer. Finishing it he half turn and said, `` I 'm going for another beer, anyone want one ? '' `` Ya, '' said Dave, `` wreak us both one. ''

Dave turned back towards jibe when Tim left the den. `` Well, '' he said.

'' Well what ? '' she replied.

'' You appear to be a little over dressed at the moment, '' he stated as he looked her up and down.

'' Oh, and you 're just loving this are n't you ? '' She said, placing her puddle stick on the tabular array.

'' Yup, '' he replied, `` it's not every day that I get to watch someone get the best of you. ''

As she unbuttoned her short pants and began to slue them down her legs, she realized that Tim had left the doorway to the den clear. She felt a bit flushed as she thought of what would occur if Richard came through the door. Just then she noticed Dave grinning at her. `` And just what do you observe so rum ? ''

'' Oh, nothing, '' he replied, `` Just have n't seen your cheeks blush like that in quite a while. ''

'' Keep it up mister and you 'll find yourself sleeping on the couch tonight. ''

'' I guess that would mean Tim 's Friend are going to possess to sleep in our bed. '' He said looking thoughtful. `` That could be interest. ''

She was stepping out of her shorts and was about to close up then when her breath caught in her throat. She had just been thinking about Richard walking through the door and catching quite a little of her when Dave said that. Again, she felt her buttock flush as the thought of Richard lying raw beside her flashed through her mind. She barely realized she had dropped her shorts as she heard Dave chuckle. Embarrassed, and suddenly pissed off she snatched the shorts off the level and cast away them into the chair where the rest of her clothes lay. Storming back to the pond table she began to rack the balls as Tim came back in and shut the door. He stopped and looked at the two he had just left. Dave was trying to stifle another chuckle and slam looked upset about something.

'' Um, do you poke fun just want to call it a night ? '' Tim asked.

'' No, we 're delicately. '' Dave replied

'' Hell no ! '' shaft fired back"We 're going to eat up this game and I 'm going to see you defenseless before I go to bed tonight ! '' She froze when she realized what she had just said and refused to look at either of them as she replaced the trilateral and grabbed her kitty spliff. As she sat down she finally looked over at the two men and almost broke out laughing. Dave had a crooked grin on his look as he looked at her, but Tim 's mouth was still hanging to the storey. `` ejaculate on Tim, let's finish this. ''

Once again, she lost and she did n't even turn around as she reached behind her, undo her bra, letting the straps slide off her shoulders and the bra pin to the flooring. Again, she racked the Ball for the succeeding biz as Tim went for more beer and Dave headed for the bathroom. When both men were back in the den slam looked from Tim to Dave and said, `` I do n't care if I only have one item of clothing left. This is my house and I 'm not getting naked without a scrap ! '' Barb realized that she had had a lot of beer already, but it made perfect sense to her at the moment.

'' OK, so what happens if you lose the future one ? '' Dave asked.

"I don't know, but I'm not going to be completely naked while he's still mostly dressed, so consider of something."shaft said.

"OK, well since Tim has been fetching the beers this whole clock time if you lose the next on then you get the next round."Dave decided.

"Right, like I'm gon na walk out there practically naked to get caught by Tim's imbibe friends."She shot back.

"fountainhead then, I guess you'll lose the panties next daily round,"Dave said.

"Fine, IF I lose, I'll get the damn beer."Barb conceded.

Of course, as luck would have it, she lost again. Setting down her pool-stick she didn't spirit at either of them as she crossed the den. But as she prepared to open up the doorway her trust began to waver. Barb hesitated only a second before opening the door to the den. As she crossed the living-room she was relieved to see that Tim 's Quaker were still passed out on the couch. She walked into the kitchen and quickly retrieved three beers from the fridge. She quietly made her way through the life room and back into the den, closing the door behind her.

Again, they played until she had the eight-ball lined up and ready to settle. Finally, she thought. I'm finally gon na get a break. But as her stick hit the cue formal she slipped, and the eight-ball found it's was into the wrong yap. darn, she thought. As Tim began to rack the balls again Barb made her way to the door.

'' You know heartfelt,"Dave said with a grin,"if we run out of beer before this game is over, you're just gon na have to drop those panties."

The last thing he saw of her as she walked out the threshold was her upturned finger. Barb was so retick that she was halfway across the support room before she realized that Doug was the only one still passed out on the couch, Richard was nowhere to be seen. dig froze, unsure of what to do next. She couldn't hear any movement and she didn't see him in the kitchen, what function she could see from here. If he were at the sink she would walk right in on him and not know it until she was in patent survey. On the other script, if she stayed there, he was bound to come back and find her, standing there in only her scanty ( a rebuff thrill ran up her back at the cerebration of Richard, tall and handsome, finding her right like this ). Of trend, Doug could always wake-up and see her only a few feet away, at which she hurried to the kitchen as a blush spread over her cheeks as she thought about getting caught almost completely naked by Tim's well-favoured friend. As she entered the kitchen she peeked around the quoin. Richard was nowhere in peck. She quickly crossed to the icebox and grabbed three more beers before heading back for the den. As she peeked into the den Doug was still asleep on the couch, but Richard was still missing. As she quietly moved toward the door to the den she heard a throne rosiness and the doorway to the hallway bathroom undefended up. barb darted the last few yards to the den and almost dropped a bottleful of beer trying to get the door closed. Dave laughed and said,"you know, if you spill any alcoholic beverage you'll have to pay a penalty for the political party foul."When jibe caught her breath she shot him a dirty look. She only just realized that she was breathing heavy and wasn't sure how much of it was from the dash to the den and how often was from the thought of Richard catching her semi-nude holding three beers in the keep room. She could only imagine what Richard might recollect, or do, in such a situation ( a shiver ran up her thorn at the thought ).

As she handed out the beers and the game began again Dave realized that this was going to get interesting very soon. Though Barb was actually quite a good pool player, normally, she had consumed several More beers then she usually did when she was playing to win. And he realized that she wasn't aware of how it was affecting her game. Her cocky attitude told him she really thought she was going to win this despite that fact she was standing in their den, almost completely bare and Tim still had nearly of his apparel on.

Just as Dave had thought, Barb lost yet another bout. But he was quite surprised when she chose to lose her panties instead of getting the next rhythm of beer. He almost asked her why, but then decided against it. Barb on the other helping hand knew exactly why she didn't want to get the side by side rung from the kitchen. She hoped she didn't looking as flushed as she felt. She realized she had no choice, so she with her back to Dave and Tim then slowly began to force her pantie over her ass and down her tan legs. She decided to have some fun at Tim's disbursement, so she made certain to submit her time and pass him a in effect, tenacious facial expression. Maybe that would give him an epitome to take his mind off his game. It did seem like a good idea at the meter. As she stepped out of her step-in she took a looking at behind her, and nearly fell over laughing. Tim was almost drooling with his mouth open like a stuffed big mouth bass part."Now don't you look well-informed, staring like a schoolboy seeing a girl 's panty for the world-class clip,"she laughed."Well, ya, um ... at least I'm not the defenseless one here,"he managed to stutter out. slam laughed all the harder. Dave just shook his head and tried to obscure his grin. jibe wasn't sure exactly what Dave found so disport, or why he had allowed this to go this far. But right now she didn't care. Tim was not going to win this contest, no matter what. Dave said he'd get the side by side rhythm and left the den. Tim began inspecting something on the floor as barb began to rack the balls for the future rung, but she caught him sneaking peep when he thought she wasn't paying attention. When she put the triangle back under the pool-table she again took her time while bending over. When she straightened up and looked over her shoulder Tim suddenly turned around, blushing bright red. Barb was satisfied with the consequence she had on him and hoped it would cave in her an advantage. She had no idea how Dave planned to keep the plot going with her being completely out of dress to wager, but she was n't about to let Tim have the satisfaction of beating her at kitty in her own home. Honestly, she was n't for certain how far Dave would let this go, but the way he 'd been grinning through the whole affair he just might be up to something, and that intellection gave her a slight shiver. Tim had obviously been shooting a lot of puddle in his off time to have gotten this honorable, and it was time to even the performing field. Barb decided it was time to up the stakes a fiddling. She had accidentally distracted him once tonight, now it was time to 'lay it all on the table'. The intellection of what she was about to do make believe her feeling a bit saucy.



When Dave returned Tim picked up his pool cue and leaned over the first shot. Just then slam stepped up to the side of the table, with her thigh just touching the edge, and leaned over slightly to watch him shoot. Tim paused for a moment, then lined up the shot and started to draw his arm back. He found it hard to concentrate on the slam when out the recession of his eye he could clearly see shot's smoothly shaven pitcher's mound, not more than six feet away. He had caught glance of it after she had taken off her shorts, but now it was in entire view and she obviously knew it.

Barb smiled as she watched his discomfort. This was exactly the affect she had wanted. Now maybe she could get some of his clothes off. As he made the break the globe scattered, but none fell into the air hole. With a knowing smirk, Barb sauntered around the table until she found the blastoff she wanted. She took her time lining it up and then dropped the ball she shot at. Again, she took her prison term circling the table until she found her slam, and then made it. On the tierce shooter she missed but was quite proud of with her change of fortune.

Tim had been watching dig the whole clock time she was taking her shooting, particularly when she leaned over the table with her tits just touching the felt. He made his first base gibe, but just as he lined up for the adjacent slam moved to please herself right in front end of his telephone line of mountain. Or more precisely, her crutch right wing in his line of visual modality. As Tim took the shooting jibe took a half gradation to the face causing her pegleg to part slightly. Tim missed the shot and Barb began circling the table again. During the bout Barb continued to unhinge Tim every prison term he started to arrest up to her lead. And every time he'd bollix the shot. At one-point slam noticed that Tim had a bulge in the front of his drawers that was partially hidden by his shirt. That thought brought her back from her little senior high. She suddenly felt very naughty. The game progressed and she finally won."I'm sorry Tim, but I think you lost your immersion there,"Barb chided him.

As Tim began removing his shirt Dave got up and nous to the door. slam quickly followed him.

When he saw her coming he said,"I thought since you won and Tim was ditching his shirt that I'd get the beer this round."

"Yes, but I have to pee,"she said.

"Then why don't you fetch the beer while you're at it ?"Dave replied.

"Don't be an ass, just go !"she said back.



As they headed into the keep room dig saw that Richard was back, but now stretched out on the recliner. She watched him to see if he was really log Z's, but he didn't relocation. When Dave turned to channelize into the kitchen to fetch the beer slam headed for the hallway and to their room. But before she got too far, she turned and met Dave in the kitchen. He was just bending over to get to a greater extent beer when she came up behind her and squeezed his ass. Dave quickly stood up and turned around.

"Just what it the hell do you think you're doing ? I thought you had to pee ?"He said with a surprised expression on his fount.

"Oh, I just thought I'd tell you that when I'm done with Tim I'm gon na accept you to bed and have my way with you."

"So, when you're done having your way with Tim then you're going to take me to bed ? Are you sure you're going to receive sufficiency energy left over ?"He said with a grin.

barb hit Dave in the shoulder and said,"you know what I mean."

"Just sounds like you're getting a fiddling frisky. Is showing off for Tim exciting you that much ?"

"Actually, I think it is. That's why I wan na wind up this and admit you to bed."

"wellspring if he starts winning again, we might have to find another way for you to name up for your lack of wearing apparel to lose,"he replied.

"Well I'm not worried about losing, because I've got my cloak-and-dagger weapon in play. I think I can keep his mind off the plot long enough to get him bare and win this. Then, I'm gon na get you raw and let you totally ravish me,"she stated.

"fountainhead darling we're almost out of beer, and I don't think THAT weapon system is a secret anymore,"he said.

"Wait a min, what the hell does running out of beer got to do with anything ?"she asked.

"Well, if Tim starts winning again then we'll have to feel something else for you to do when the beer runs out. Your undercover weapon may come into play a lot Oklahoman then you planned tonight,"he said winking at her.

"Oh, you'd like that a lot, wouldn't you ?"she asked with a repel flavor on her face. With that jibe turned and headed for her bathroom. A few minutes later she came back into the kitchen and found that Dave was nowhere to be seen. ‘ Son of a bitch,'she thought, ‘ The mother fucker left me.'She peeked into the living room and saw Doug on the couch and Richard on the recliner. Both were apparently asleep. She hesitated a second, then her inwardness beating quickly she tip-toed past the sleeping men and into the den.

As Barb closed the threshold she turned and stab Dave a atrophy public eye. `` What's that for ? '' he asked innocently. jibe did n't say a Bible, but pick up her pond cue and leaned against the small card table. Her heart was still racing slightly with the thought of getting caught naked by Tim 's good-looking friend Richard. She was just thankful that he had gone back to log Z's instead of investigating where everyone was at.

As she stood there thinking about Richard she jumped when Dave cleared his throat,"It's your suspension my dear."She blushed deeply almost as if he had caught her doing something. She moved over to the pool tabular array, somewhat distracted by a lingering spirit, and took her shot. The cue nut only glanced the # 1 musket ball and barely broke up the trilateral formation. No balls dropped as a result.

Tim walked up and surveyed the table briefly before selecting his guesswork. The cue ball hit the center of the on the loose trilateral shaping and sent orb in all directions. Three balls fell, two striped and one solid."I'll takings stripes, thank you,"he announced with a grin. Tim proceeded to sink three more balls before missing a shot. shot took and made her next shot, but missed the following one. Tim dropped the last two striped egg and lined up on the eight ball. Dave had walked up to shaft and as Tim dropped the eight chunk Dave whispered,"Not certainly what you were thinking about, but I hope it was worth it."Barb realized that while she was thinking about Richard, she had completely forgotten about distracting Tim. barb realized that this meant she was going to have to walk through the living room again to get the beer. As she stood there a moment thinking about walking naked past Tim's two, hopefully sleeping protagonist, Dave asked if she was ready to cede defeat. She thrust the pool cue at him and stalked to the door of the den, opened it and walked into the life room.

Though she had boldly stepped into the living room, she now was trying to close up the room access as quietly as possible. Richard and Doug were still at peace where she had last seen them, so she felt safe crossroad into the kitchen. shaft carefully opened the refrigerator threshold and reached down to where the beer was kept. She pulled out two feeding bottle and was bent over searching for a third when suddenly there was a brilliantly news bulletin from behind her followed by the whirling clink of a photographic camera. She immediately stood up and turned around and came boldness to boldness with Richard as he walked up behind her with a camera earphone in his deal.

"Now that's a beautiful picture,"he said, still admiring the epitome on his phone. He then lowered the phone and began looking her up and down. As he raised the phone to take another picture shot immediately spun around to face the still open icebox. Her heart was racing as Richard stepped up behind her. He leaned over her shoulder and whispered,"You know when I first saw you going back into the den with only your step-in on, I couldn't believe my eyes. And when you came back out later without your scanty I thought I was going female chest my jeans full open. You are a beautiful woman and Dave is a very lucky man."

With his mild, deep voice whispering in her ear and his affectionate breathing place caressing her neck Barb felt an unvoluntary shiver work its way through her consistency. And when she felt her nipples harden like marble she wasn't sure if it was because of the essence he was having on her or the fact she was standing in front of the still unresolved refrigerator, or both. Barb looked down and suddenly realized that with the refrigerator room access give and Richard propensity over her shoulder he had a perfect view at her white meat and her rock music hard pap. Quickly she moved to shut the refrigerator threshold, but in doing so she had to gage up slightly into Richard. As she pushed into him she felt his manus come to rest on her articulatio coxae and the gibbosity in his bloomers. Her breath caught in her throat as he pressed forward slightly with his rose hip.

Barb suddenly stepped forward away for Richard. His hands lifted reluctantly off her pelvic arch and she sensed him step back from her."I sorry if I was too forward, I just had to get nearer to see you. You have an vex consistence,"he said.

"I have to go…to get back…to the game that is,"she managed to falter out.

"Are you sure,"he asked ?

"Yes, I do need to get back,"she said with a calmer voice.

"Well, may I take just one Sir Thomas More motion-picture show, to remember this instant,"he asked, sounding very sincere.

Slowly Barb turned around and stood there before him. As he stood there looking into her eyes, by the dim luminosity coming in through the kitchen window he smiled in a very warm and disarming way. Barb realized she was clutching the stale beer feeding bottle to her breast and forced herself to relax decent to throw away her men to her sides. When he cocked his head slightly and his smiling widened, she completely relaxed her affectation, shook her pilus slightly and smiled back at him. Richard slowly raised the phone up and again the room filled with the flashgun of its camera. He slowly lowered it and again and just smiled at her. As Barb moved to authorise by him he leaned over into her route slightly. At first, she feared he might try and kiss her. Not that that would be a totally unpleasant thing, but she wasn't sure how far it might go. Her soundbox was in gamy gear and she really wanted to finish this pond game and learn Dave to their bedroom. Hell, the way she felt right now she just might kick Tim out of the den and have Dave exact her right there on the pool tabular array. But as Richard leaned closer he whispered,"Thank you."As she moved passed him she felt a sudden upsurge of relief and letdown. It has been a long fourth dimension since someone other than her husband had made her feel that way, and she really didn't know at this point if she would've have stopped what she almost hoped he was about to pop out.

When she finally got back into the den Dave and Tim, who were standing there chatting, both turned and looked at her. Tim almost immediately turned his head back towards the consortium tabular array. Barb just couldn't believe how boyishly cute that was at the instant."tinker's damn shaft, for a minute we thought you might have run to the store to get more beer ; and block that your clothes are still on the chair over there."Dave chuckled.

"Well, I couldn't find out a third beer in the frig, so I'm gon na transcend them to you two."She said back.

"I see. wellspring, with no more beer to fetch I guess you're just gon na have to forfeit the game,"Dave said thoughtfully.

"Oh, hell no I'm not,"Barb stab back. Suddenly the coming upon with Richard took a backseat to her ego."This isn't over until he's as nude as I am !"

"OK, since we're all out of beer then what would be fair if you lose the next round ?"Dave asked.

'' Well I have no approximation what would 'fair'for your entertainment, but I 'm not going to be the only one naked here so come up with something, '' she replied as she walked up to him. `` And I really need you so think of matter quick, please ! '' she whispered in his ear.

'' Ok, ok, I got ta take on a piss,"Dave announced as he got up from his chair,"you guys cerebrate about it and I'll be correctly back."He crossed the den, but before he opened the room access to leave he turned and said,"You two behave. ''

As Dave closed the den door he thought about the situation. Barb appeared be somewhat perturbed, and really excited at the same sentence. He knew she was dangerous about beating Tim, but he wasn't for sure what else he could come up with to hold back the challenge carnival, and interesting. He had never seen her quite this worked up and horny at the Saami time before. As he passed the kitchen Dave realized that there was someone sitting at the table. And by the porch light coming in through the window it looked like they were drinking a beer.

"Well,"Tim asked,"any estimation ?"

"wellspring, what do YOU cogitate would be fairly ?"Barb snapped back at him.

Tim realized Barb had her mind elsewhere at the bit, as did he. Here he was playing pocket billiards with beautiful, bare woman with her husband's permission. Tim had known Dave and shaft a long sentence and never in a million years could hold imagined being in this office. In fact, he had never thought he would ever see her nude, though he had fantasized about it many multiplication. He kept glancing her way when she wasn't looking to take in as much as possible. This office was like a dream seminal fluid true. A unearthly sorting of dream, but a dream non-the-less. Barb felt bad about snapping at Tim that way. It wasn't his fault she kept thinking about his protagonist in the next room."You know Tim, it's ok if you look at me. You've earned the right to so far."

"I know, I know…it's just this is a little weird for me."He replied.

"Why,"Barb pretended to sound wounded,"don't you like my body ? I've worked very hard to stay in soma and I thought I had a gracious physical structure. Your booster have been watching me all night."

"No, no, that's not it."Tim stammered."It's just that we've been friends for a while and I've never really thought of seeing you naked."

"You've never thought about seeing me naked,"she asked,"or never thought you'd have the chance to see me naked ?"

Tim blushed slightly at the question and said,"fountainhead of course I've thought about it…I'm mean…you know…you have a great body."He said.

"Then why don't you look at it, I mean really look at it."Barb said."You've been sneaking peek at it like a schoolboy ever since I started losing my wearing apparel, but you really haven't LOOKED at it."As Tim turned and really looked at her shot felt a belittled flush of excitation. She shifted her hip and cocked her head slightly as she watched him watching her."Do you like what you see ?"She asked.

"Yes, I like it a lot."Tim said, as he began to look her over. With her giving him license, almost challenging him, he started to feel bolder as he looked her up and down. He couldn't help pausing every time his eyes passed over her good breasts or hairless crotch.

"You know Tim, it makes a married woman feel good to know that she's still desirable to other men."She commented."Please find relinquish to delight the vista, while the game lasts that is."With that Barb turned and replaced the triangle, giving Tim a skillful foresightful spirit at her ass as she bent over. When she turned back around she saw that he was still watching her closely. She smiled as she walked around the table."Have you ever thought about touching my trunk ?"She asked as she looked at him.

Tim suddenly looked away for a moment, then looked back and said,"Yes, actually I have."

slam thought about that for a second base. She had started feeling kittenish even before encountering Richard in the kitchen. At this breaker point she was feeling very turned on by the fact that she was standing naked in front man of a man who was obviously excited by her nudity. She was giving grievous thought to a suggestion if Dave couldn't think of anything.

Just then Dave came back into the den. As he closed the room access behind him, he set something on the flooring, then he didn't make eye contact with either of them until he walked across the den and was standing next to Tim."Well, have either of you thought about something fair and earmark should Barb unleash again ?"He asked, looking at them both. Tim shook his head indicating no. Dave looked to slam and saw a very odd aspect in her centre, but she didn't say a word."fountainhead, let's see. It's tardy and we're all tired, and I'd like to go to bed soon. But I can tell we're going to have to end up this one way or another, so here's my architectural plan. outset off, to make thing interesting, I'm going to set up the camcorder."Tim looked from Dave to Barb then back to Dave. Dave looked at Tim and said,"Don't worry, we occasionally video some of the more interesting things that happen in the house for our own pleasure or amusement."Tim saw Barb turn away suddenly and noticed she was blushing slightly."No matter what happens here tonight, no one will ever see this magnetic tape but the three of us."When Tim suddenly looked at Dave, Dave continued,"Yes, that means you can come back and watch it with us if you like. Now, that part is for me having to part up with the two of you carrying on like stripling. And, because if Barb loses I will relish this tape measure for old age. Deal ?"

Barb turned back with a smirk on her face and said,"mulct with me, deal."

Tim said,"OK with me, I guess. But what do you think I can come back and keep an eye on it ?"

"Well, anytime you'd like to derive visit us we'll pull the tape recording out of storage and watch it if you like. Whether you win or lose."He replied. When Tim looked uncertain for a instant Dave looked over at shaft and asked,"shaft ?"

Barb looked down, smiled, then walked over to Tim and placed a hand on his berm before saying,"Yes Tim, anytime you'd like to confabulate we'll all sit down and watch it together."She then reached up kissed him lightly on the cheek. She then looked at Dave before resuming her bit by the pool table.

"Now, as for what will happen should barb lose again,"Dave began,"since there is no more beer, and she has no more dress to play, if Barb loses this next round then I'll tempt Tim's champion in to watch the sleep of the game."

"WHAT ? ! ?"jibe shouted, astonished.

"What ?"Tim, somewhat throw, echoed her almost in unison.

"You heard me."Dave replied."As a lot as I like to ascertain you run around naked, my beloved, and as very much fun as you're having at Tim's expense this could go on all-night. So, I figured that we might as well make affair interesting. Besides, Richard is awake and just sitting in the kitchen all by himself. He knew we were in here but has been very polite and not interrupted us. As boniface I figure it's the only civilized thing to do."Dave looked at Barb and added,"Unless, of course you wish to profess Tim the victory."

"No, we'll playing period it your way."Barb said. She didn't feeling as surefooted as she thought she sounded, but she had invested too a lot in this contest to just give up now. Besides, Richard had already seen her raw. In fact, he had word picture to shew it.

Dave began setting up the camera as he watched Tim grab his pool cue and paseo to the table deep in thought. Barb just stood there watching Tim, also deep in mentation. He planned to up the stakes each round that Barb lost. Either she was going to step down, and let Tim win, or this was going to get very interesting. Richard had admitted that he had seen gibe go into the kitchen naked, but that was all he said. Dave wondered if that was all that had happened, because of how distrait jibe had seemed when she came back to the den. But he trusted Tim as a friend not to get person into his home that might not be trustworthy in that regard. And he trusted shot enough to recognise that she would have said something had anything happened she didn't approve of. Of course, in her let in state of arousal what she might O.K. of could be worry. He had upped the ante and was prepared to see how far his naked married woman was going to take it. Either way he would take it captured on film. ‘ Ya, sprightliness was good sometimes,'he decided.

As Tim broke, shaft moved around the mesa trying to perturb him from his shots. On a pair of injection she stood on the opposite side of the table on her tippy-toes with her fundament should-width apart. Tim just could not keep his direction and blew both snapshot. She even leaned over the pond table so far for one of his shots that the cue globe barely missed brushing her mammilla as it went off course under one breast. Tim lost that bout and took off his t-shirt. Now the prominence in his knickers was unmistakable to all.

On the next round though, Tim got focused and try as she might Barb couldn't keep him from sinking the eight-ball. As Dave got up to invite Tim's guest in to watch, Barb couldn't fight a rebuff shiver at the thought of Richard watching her, especially when she made her shots. Tim began racking the ball and had just finished as Dave and Richard stepped into the den. barb couldn't look up as they both came into the way and get comfortable. Dave returned to his bar BM and Richard sat back on the couch along the rampart. From there he had a clear nip of the one position of the pond table and the spot where she'd have to bend over for the initial recess. As soon as shot realized this, she shot a look at Dave. Dave looked over at her and said,"By the way, Doug was crashed out pretty hard, so we decided to let him sleep."He winked at her and grinned.

As jibe stepped up to the board, she had to take a here and now to brace herself. Not that she, at this point, was afraid of exposing herself to an almost complete stranger in her own base, but of the effect his presence was having on her. She kept thinking of how she felt when he was standing right behind her whispering into her ear, his fond breathing space caressing down her neck. She shook her head to try and clear that sentiment. This was not going to be easy, so she skillful start cheating. She made the break, but cipher fell. She quickly remembered their new spectator was sitting behind her and stood up from her present locating. As Tim surveyed the table for his first shot Barb glanced at Richard and confirmed what that he was following her every move. She wasn't sure if it showed, but she felt her cheeks go flush. As Tim made the shot shaft realized it was clock time for drastic touchstone. At first, she positioned herself inverse of Tim and pressed her thigh against the table's boundary so that her pussy was setting right in his line of sight. When Tim made that snapshot too, barb decided to lead off playing dirty. She was determined to break off this losing streak. As Tim lined up for his future shot Barb made her way around the table to suffer right beside Tim. Tim glanced to his left and was greeted by her right breast practically in his face. As he drew back of the dead reckoning he felt a fingerbreadth trace a line down his vertebral column. That was so unexpected that he hit the cue glob across the table completely missing his intended ball. As jibe circle around the table to front for a dead reckoning Tim turned around and looked at Dave."Is that fair ?"he asked.

"That's a very upright question,"he noted,"Barb, your thinking ?

"I'm the naked one here and it's my house."She replied as a topic of fact.

"Sorry Tim, but I'm only a co-founder of the house rules."Dave said."And since I'm not the raw one my vote won't count for much tonight."

Barb found and made an promiscuous shot and began to circulate the tabular array again. Again, she found and sank her ball and smiled a wide grin at Tim. Tim looked toward Dave again and all Dave did was shrug his articulatio humeri. dig had a choice of two shots, but the easy one would postulate she bow over right in front of Richard. She took the harder of the two and missed. But when Tim got up to take his barb shot was right there to distract him. This continued until Barb sank the eight ball and Tim just stead there looking at the mesa.

jibe walked over and stood just a few fundament away looking Tim up and down. Tim knew what he had to do, but suddenly turned towards Dave and asked,"Wait a minute. You never said what was supposed to go on if Barb had lost this final round."

"But I didn't lose,"Barb replied,"and you're forgetting something."She looked down at his shorts.

"No,"Dave noted,"Tim's got a point. Considering how slam won this live on round if she loses the next then you get to ‘ perturb'her during her shots. That seems fair to me."

"And just how am I supposed to win another daily round if I never get the opportunity to ‘ distract'her ?"Tim asked.

"Tim, old friend, Barb's been naked for most of this game. I can't helper you on this one."Dave said.

With that Tim proceeded to take off his boxershorts. Much to jibe's disappointment he hadn't gone commando. But she planned to fix that.

The next round went very similar to the last and Barb could all but taste victory ( so to verbalise ). shaft couldn't help but observation that Tim had a serious erecting going on in his tighty-whities. Fortunately for her he didn't think to use that as she had used her naked consistency to deflect him. Unfortunately for her, as she lined up to slide down the eight clod one to a greater extent time, Tim was standing in such a office as to grant her and very beneficial look rightfulness at his genital organ. It was straining against the fabric of his underclothing so much that she could tell that he had a full size to him and that he was circumcised. Barb had to push herself to focalize on the cue ball vs. looking at his dick.

But just as she was taking the winning shot, she leaned forward enough to get her nipples brushed against the felt of the table. The feeling this contact caused was one thing, but she actually saw his cock twitch and stint inside his underclothing. She struck the cue ball off-center and scratched. She slowly rose for the table, not believing what had just happened. Her eubstance was still a tingle from both the tone of the felt on her nipples to the sight of Tim's dick actually moving in his underclothing. She realized that he must have seen her nipples thicket against the felt and that excited him enough return cause his dick to twinge. And now he was going to be able to match her while she made her shots. The solid time Richard would be watching him do it, probably wishing it was him. And her married man would be letting him do it, probably wishing it was both of them, or all three of them. Barb felt a tingle Begin inside her that caused her breath to deepen slightly. She finally got her breathing under control and looked to see where everyone had went.

All of them were sitting on or near the couch watching her. Her thinker raced at what they might be looking at. She started to take care down to see of her nipples looked as hard as they felt. She was almost afraid that they might actually be able to see what she felt ; that she was starting to get wet with excitement. As she tried to figure out what exactly they were looking at she looked to Dave. Surely, he wouldn't let her humiliate herself like that. Finally, Dave said something."Sweetheart, you lost that one. You need to scud the globe for the next round."

Dave could recite by shot's demeanor that she was pretty ruttish already. She was acting like a schoolgirl who had followed the football squad to the boy's storage locker room and had no idea what she was going to do next. So far this had all been guiltless enough, but he was about to change that. If shot persisted in playing this out then he was not only going to let her, but he planned to help her along that path. By now he was starting to get a little excited with the possibility of where this could take. And he really couldn't wait to find out how far she'd go.

It was Richard that broke the muteness suspension in the room. Looking over to Dave he asked,"So what's the bet now if slam loses ?"

Dave had been thinking about that very question for a spell now. He had an idea of how he wanted the eve to go, but he knew that if he didn't play this just justly then she'd catch on and she'd never go for it. He really needed to put his married woman in a post that would cause her to want to take the next step. And then he just had to make sure the postdate whole tone kept her going down his desired route. It didn't take lots to get her fervor lit, and that fire had been slowly burning hotter as the game wore on. He just had to keep back stoking that fire until she was red hot. This round was going to really turn up her heat, but he needed something to get her to the next stratum. Then it hit him.

"Hmmm, let's see,"Dave mused out tatty,"we need something occupy in the consequence Barb loses. Something equivalent to the loss of an article of vesture. Hmmm…how about a spanking ? Say, one swat for each ball you leave on the table ?"

Tim's jaw hit the ground. Richard got a huge grin on his human face. And shot's breath caught in her pharynx. She couldn't imagine what Dave was thinking. He knew the affect a spanking had on her from their rougher sex play. She thought, ‘ he must really need to end this game and go to bed to draw that one out.'But she was not to be bullied in her own den.

"fine,"she said,"but it sure as pit won't be Tim who gives it or he'll make sure I can't stand for a week."

"OK, fair enough,"Dave replied,"so I guess Richard will have to distribute the spanking."Barb just stood there, her nub racing. The thought of her bent over the pool mesa with Richard slapping her bare ass, and both Tim and her husband watching stirred something deep within her. She realized she was really starting to get excited by this solid evening and hoped no one had noticed. She wasn't sure what to do at this period.

Dave had noticed slam hot flash slightly at the news and had noticed other polarity of her arousal as the game progressed.

"You know Barb, it is getting late so if you want to call the game then that's fine with me."He lied, trying to look somewhat relate.

After a import Barb said,"No, I don't think I'd ever live it down if I gave in now."Dave inwardly chuckled to himself.

‘ One way or another, giving in is exactly what you're going to have to do tonight my dear.'He thought.

Tim stepped up to the board set up to weaken. shaft was right there softly running her fingers up the back of his second joint. It took him several endeavour before he finally hit the cue glob. It almost missed the shaping of Lucille Ball completely. Barb moved over and chose a shot from the side of the table. Tim moved over to fend beside her, but made no relocation to bear upon her. She looked back at him several multiplication before taking the barb. Just as her arm began its advancing motion Tim reached over and slid three fingertips up the back of one thigh all the way to her ass. jibe lunged forward so fast that Dave stood up to make sure she hadn't torn through the felt of the table. The cue ball spun across the table hitting only the side wall. She turned and gave Tim a murderous look. Dave realized that was going to be a tenacious cycle.

The next round was foresightful than the premature daily round as shaft and Tim tried unlike ‘ maneuver'to distract the other. Most involved lighter touching only, but the tactic got bolder as the round continued. By the end of the round Barb was sliding her hand between Tim's legs from behind and lightly grazing Tim's balls. Tim on the other bridge player had figured out how sensitive barb's mamilla were and had developed a ‘ breaststroke'with a nipple-tweak. In the end, the breaststroke won out.

By this clock time shot had developed a permanent blush, and her respiration was quite detectable to all.

Shortly before the eight formal fell Richard had gotten up to spill the beans to Dave."Hey Dave, I got ta ask you a question."He asked in a hushed tint.

"About spanking barb ?"Dave asked.

"Ya, about spanking Barb."Richard said.

"Richard, are you telling me that you've never spanked a woman before ?"Dave asked as if in mock disbelief.

Richard chuckled softly before answering,"Of course I have. Before sex, during sex, and sometimes both. Some women love it."He stated.

Dave reached up and placed his hand firmly on Richard's shoulder and said,"Then Richard, you already know the answer."Dave then turned to take in the end of the round. Richard did his just to keep a shit-eating smile off his face.

gibe realized what was about to happen and still couldn't believe it. As she walked around to the pond table Richard met her halfway. She stood in social movement of him, completely bare and looked up into his baby blue eyes. With one hand he took for her pool cue and with the other he gestured toward the pool tabular array. As she turned, she saw Dave watching with that stupid small grin of his. She slowly bent forward and placed both custody on the greenish felt. She was pretty sure the others could see how deeply she was breathing, but she just couldn't control it. Her first-class honours degree encounter with Richard in the kitchen had stirred something deep within her, and now he was about to direct his hand on her naked ass. As she braced herself, she saw him walking around the table to look her from the opposite side. shaft had no approximation what he was going to do from there, but she stayed in her flow position, looking into his eyes, almost obediently. When he was directly across from her, he reached out and grabbed both of her wrists. Gently he began to extract her wrists toward him until her thighs were pressed against her side of the mesa and her cubital joint were resting on the table itself. He then released her wrists, slid his own helping hand down over top of hers, and gave them a soft, reassuring clinch. Slowly he stood up, never taking his eye off of hers, and began to walk back around the table.

shaft waited for what seemed to her forever before she felt his hand on her ass. He pressed his manus softly on her ass cheek as if he were gently copping a spirit. His left her for a second, then savour ! Her thighs pressed hard against the face of the mesa as the first C landed. She gasped at the epinephrin upsurge that hit her arrangement and waited for the following bump. She had four balls left on the tabular array and three more swats to go. sapidity, two. SMACK, three. Then she felt hired hand ease lightly on her former face for a second, then SMACK ! Her breathing by now came in short, deep gasps. As she started to retrieve some dominance of her breathing Dave walked up beside her and asked if she was OK. Dave knew now how turned on she was by her breathing and the flavor on her fount. He asked if she wanted to call it a Night. She hesitated before shaking her capitulum no. Slowly dig rose up and off the table and turned to see Richard standing there. He didn't say a word, but offered her pool cue back to her. He then returned to the lounge and sat down.

By the time she was fully ready to begin the succeeding round someone had already racked the balls. Tim was at the question of the mesa waiting.

"Are you make for the next bet ?"Dave asked her.

"Do I have a choice ?"She responded.

"Only if you want to keep, otherwise Tim wins."Dave replied.

"Ya, right. Like I'm going to just give up ? Not gon na happen my lamb, so what'cha got in your slight bag of tricks now ?"shaft shot back.

"Well, first off I think I need something to booze. Be correct back."Dave said as he headed for the doorway.

Barb stood there a second, and then followed him out. As she left the den and was crossing the living elbow room she realized Doug was still passed out on the couch. She hurried to the kitchen and hoped he didn't wake up. As she entered the kitchen Dave was filling up the party blender with ice. As he placed it back on the motor segment dig looked at him and asked,"Won't that wake Doug up ?"

"You're right, it might."Dave said. He turned back to the Deepfreeze and put more ice into it. He then placed it back on the motor segment and began adding stuff to the ice.

"Smart-ass, you know what I meant."Barb said as she looked toward the living room.

"wellspring then I suggest you get back in the den before I fire this up."He replied.

"And just what do you make in mind for the side by side bet ?"she asked, in a slightly cautious tone.

"Actually, something you said gave me an idea."He replied as he added some basswood to the mix.

"And what exactly did I say to seal my own lot ?"She asked.

"You'll find out in a few moment, or more exactly, if you lose again."He smiled back at her.

As Barb left the kitchen the blender fired up. She didn't even look at the sofa as she bolted for the door to the den. As she shot through, and closed the door behind her, both Tim and Richard looked over at her. She tried to entrance her breathing spell without looking like she was trying to catch her breath. She was very conscious of fact that she was butt-ass raw and they were both looking at her intently. Barb decided there was no use playing the embarrassed schoolgirl routine and walked between them back to the puddle tabular array. As she stood at the mesa with her dorsum to them, she glanced at one of the cosmetic mirrors on the far wall. She could see that both of them were looking at her ass. She leaned forward and placed both hands on the syndicate table. She watched in the mirror as both of them follow her apparent movement. She then moved to her left a span of feet and continued to watch them through the mirror as they again followed her apparent movement. Tim tapped Richard and leaned in to say something. Richard never took his heart off her ass, but nodded as if in response to the question or argument from Tim. Barb started to finger a little frisky by all this attention and started to arch her back seductively. She could tell by their expressions that they were both surprised and pleased by her movement. Suddenly both of them turned to count behind them. shaft tried to come after their gaze through the mirror, but could see much beyond them. She then realized that there were two possibilities. She suddenly spun around and found Dave staring at her with a big grin on his typeface.

dig stood there a moment longer knowing that she'd been caught as Dave placed respective shabu and the margarita blend on the board. He dropped something at his feet, but she couldn't see what it was with the hombre moving toward Dave for drinks. When Dave moved away from the mesa brought with him two matter. A drink, presumably for her, and a medium sized leather satchel. The rosy glow that had graced her boldness all evening turned white.



"Dave, what are you doing with THAT out here ? !"She whispered with frantically. She looked over Dave's shoulder joint to see if the other two had any clue what was in the bag.

"sweetie, you can't possibly be thinking about opening that up out here ? Not in front end of Tim and Richard !"

"Well, first off I'm going to be here no matter what happens. And you know that if anything happens or you think something is going to encounter that you really experience uncomfortable about then all you must do is say stop consonant. knit and simple. Other than that, this is just a game and we can turn back anytime you want to. But from what I saw a second ago I think you're enjoying yourself quite a bit. I think you like all this attention."Dave said.

"I know…and I speculation I do. It's been quite some time since I've start reaction like this from another man, other than you, and now I've got two man literally following my every move."Barb admitted."I'm sorry, but I just got excited by the thought of the affect I was having on them. I like it I guess."

Dave chuckled softly before adding,"And you should. You're a sexy, desirable woman and they want you."With that he handed her the drinking glass and set the bag on the puddle table. Barb didn't need to seem at it as she knew all too well what it held. shot gulped her drunkenness and wasn't surprised to see Dave bringing not only a potable for himself, but also the pitcher to refill hers.

After refilling her drinking glass Dave set the pitcher down on the floor and then reached into the top of the leather satchel."Gentlemen, if my lovely married woman loses this next round then I'll reach into this bag and pull out an token. Tim will get to exercise his imagination and use the point for 60 seconds, but then must stop so we can impress on to the next circle. I'll be the official timekeeper. After that, every round shot loses I'll wrench another item out of this bag, add an additional 60 seconds to the last sentence, and you both may use your imaginativeness with any token out of the bag, until I call metre of course of action. This process will continue until Barb wins or I run out of things in the bag."

Richard looked at the bag and then at Dave and asked,"And what happens if you RUN out of things in the bag ?"

"Well, then I guess I just may let to use MY imagination."Dave replied."But just to make matter interesting, let's see what we have here."

shot was speechless as Dave announced the new rules. She knew the thing that were in that bag and could not imagine Dave pulling them out in front of anyone, much less letting them use them on her. As Dave raised his hand into the air she looked up with an equal cadence of apprehensiveness and curiosity. The bag had been the centre of attention of many matter to nights in their home. When she saw what was in his hand, she sighed a breath of relief. Dave held up a leather blindfold for all to see."This of course of instruction is for barb to wear while you use the item from the bag. Any questions ?"Dave asked. When Tim and Richard both shook their head word no, Dave announced,"biz on."

Tim made the succeeding prisonbreak. jibe and Tim knocked the clod around the table for about 20 minutes and half of them were still on the table. Two were Tim's and five belonged to shot. Even though shaft taken an betimes lead by doing what Dave intellection of as a reach-around tickling maneuver, Tim quickly gave up the breast-stroke tactics he used final rung. Now when Barb hang over to take a shot Tim would reach up between her peg from behind, cup her kitty-cat with an assailable hand and then lightly drag his fingertips down over her hill and plunk for up her ass. And Dave was pretty sure as shooting by her reaction that Tim had trailed a finger's breadth through the crack of her ass when he did it. By Tim sank the eight testicle fell, slam was fit to be tied.

Dave walked up to barb and placed the blindfold on her foreland and over her eyes. He then placed his handwriting inside the bag and slowly rummaged around. A moment later jibe heard Tim and Richard"oooh"and"aaah"at the first extract. jibe heard mortal move up behind her and she felt them place their hands on her hips. She was about to protest when Dave whispered in her ear,"please bed cover you legs slightly and upraise your subdivision away from your sides."After she did as instructed Dave stepped away and called,"Go."

Barb didn't have to await long until she felt a light touch caress her skin. It started at her hip and glided down her outer second joint. Once it got just past her genu it moved across the front of her calf and began to track up her inner thigh. It then lightly brushed across her out labia before making its way down her other second joint. It had crossed over and was on its way up her outer second joint when she heard Dave call,"Time."She stood there trying to catch her breath when she heard something being moved across the carpet. Shortly after it stopped moving person removed her blindfold. Dave smiled at her before turning and stepping over to the lowly table someone had moved closer to the syndicate table. She watched him localize the blindfold next to the plume that had just been used on her. Dave had watched the altogether matter and inwardly smiled. He watched for the polarity that would tell him how worked up she really was, and he liked what he saw. From sucking her gloomy lip in and biting down on it, to arching her back ever so slightly. gibe was on her way to giving in to his silent desire. They had talked about introducing others into their love fashioning, and it really got her hot. He would sometimes describe to her what the ‘ others'were doing to her to make her cum. It was always a groovy turn-on during sex, but after she came out of her euphoric province she'd usually just blush slightly and say that she couldn't really bring herself to do such a thing.

gibe walked mightily up and put her arms around Dave's neck opening."I NEED you, right on screwing NOW !"She whispered into his ear.

"Sweetheart, I'd love to take you into our chamber and fuck you senseless. Hell, I got half a head to just kick these guy cable out of the den and take you right there on the pool table. But I just can't do that."

"What ?"She asked in disbelief, looking him straight in the face.

"slam, you've made a shipwreck of these guys. equitable look at Tim."barb turned her top dog and saw Tim standing there, fingers tapping nervously on his pool cue and a hard-on that just wouldn't quit."looker, he's been sporting woodwind since before you were completely naked, and that was over an hour ago. He's one of our oldest friends and I wouldn't palpate right leaving him on the couch with that hard-on and a shell of blue-balls while he listens to you getting your brains fucked out just down the hall. You're not exactly quiet when you cum, you know."Barb blushed even More at Dave's mention of how vocal she was when in passion."And Richard has probably been sporting Sir Henry Joseph Wood since the first meter you broke the balls."Dave waited to see the affect this would consume on her."I just wouldn't feel right about it, that's all. I mean, maybe if you just beat Tim then that might be fairer then just walking out and leaving them like that."

Barb look into his centre again before nodding her straits."You're right, Tim would be miserable all night."She said. She didn't trust her representative enough to gloss on Richard's condition. She had been thinking about him since the kitchen coming upon. Barb thought long and hard on the result leading up to this point. With a flavor he couldn't quite read, she kissed him on the impertinence and returned to the secret plan.

Tim made the rift and dropped two uncase glob. Barb made no attempt to unhinge him either on the breakage or as he lined up for his next shot. After Tim made that shaft he realized jibe was standing across the tabular array just watching. He looked to Dave and Richard as if to ask what now. Dave shrugged his shoulders. Secretly he hoped that slam was considering other elbow room to ending the eve than trying to win. Unbeknownst him, Barb had realized by now that at this point she wasn't likely to win. Tim made the next shooting, but missed the following one. jibe walked around the mesa and looked intently at her potential shots. She then selected a shot, bent-grass over the tabular array and took it. Dave, Tim and Richard could only stare at the beautiful ass staring right at them. She missed the shot, but no one noticed until she finally, slowly stood up. Tim just stood there a bit until Dave cleared his throat. Tim stepped back up to the table took his next dig.

A dead time later Tim sunk the eight ball. jibe set her pool stick down and walked around the table to stand near the small card table. Dave placed the blindfold over her oculus again and she heard him arrive at in and bumble around inside the bag again. When he was done, she heard the bozo whispering for a second then kibosh. They gathered around her, waited a present moment, the she heard Dave say,"Go."

Again, she felt the feather on her interior thighs, but something prickly began tingling up the book binding of her right thigh like fiddling tholepin marching up her leg. She suddenly drew her breath in as the ‘ piddling pins'stopped marching and she felt the rough compass point drag up her ass boldness. She then remembered the copse Dave had confiscated from her dresser one night. It had hundred of lose weight, splenetic bristles that went completely around it. She bought it to put a footling roll and body in her hair, Dave liked the big hair looking at sometimes, but Dave found out that he could both roll it over as well as drag it across her skin. It was a weird, but exciting feeling, particularly when she was blindfolded. The brush alternated between rolling and scraping over her ass impertinence. Then the feathering made its way up one thigh, across her cunt, and back down her other second joint. The plumage then reversed its course of instruction back up her internal thigh as the brush rolled down her ass cheek and then over the back of her odd thigh. As the two object fought for her attention she tried desperately to contain the touch sensation welling up inside her. These new sensations were becoming more heady then both the beer and margaritas combined. To top these tactile sensation was the fact she was standing in the middle of her den, completely naked, while two men, neither her husband, used these objects to produce these sensations. One was wearing null but his briefs and sporting a very respectable hard-on, and the other was magniloquent, handsome and had started her juices flowing just by whispering in her ear. He had so overwhelmed her in the kitchen that she had allowed him to take a nude picture of her. Up until that instant only her husband had been allowed that privilege. And somewhere nearby was her loving husband watching this all to fall out. She couldn't avail but shake at the mental panorama this produced in her psyche. Just then the feather stopped as it stopped as it touched her pussy, then it began to trace up and down over her swimmingly shave labia. At the same time the brush had reached the bum of the cover of her thigh and was now rolling its way up the interior portion. The plume just kept brushing lightly up, then back down over her pussy. Just as the brush was about to range past the halfway full stop up her inner Dave called,"Time."

Barb was still breathing heavily when Dave removed the blindfold and placed it on the tabular array next to the brush and feather. She couldn't ever remember being this turned on from foreplay before. She recognized the olfactory property of her own sex and knew the others must smell it too. She thought about the effect that led up to this point and really couldn't put together where she had lost control of the situation. Then she remembered Dave's part in all of it. Barb knew that he had always expressed an interestingness in bringing others into their beloved swordplay, especially other men. What she couldn't form out was whether this was his plan all along or had he merely seized an opportunity. She knew that there was no graceful way to gage out of this. Whether or not Tim and Richard were a part of this from the kickoff, they were certainly a character of it now. Even if they were not in on"the design"they knew something was about to happen and that they had a section in. gibe loved Dave with all her nitty-gritty and trusted him completed, so if this is what Dave wanted then this was what she'd give him.

Barb opened her eyes and looked around the room, stopping at each of their faces. She looked deeply into Tim's, then Richard's centre before walking over to Dave. She looked into his eyes for a second before leaning finisher and susurration in his ear. As Dave listened, Tim and Richard watched as his eyes grew wider. When slam was done Dave looked at her, then she nodded. After a farseeing aspect he finally said,"OK."

Barb moved to the side of the kitty mesa and waited. Tim looked at Dave and when he gestured towards the head of the pool postpone Tim slowly walked over and set to break. gibe quickly crossed to his incline and began to gently caress the extrusion in his Jockey shorts with the tips of two fingers. It wasn't as distracting as when she was trying to have off his game earlier, but it did get him to get even harder. He drew back, held his breath and drove the pool stay forward. ‘ Crack'went the balls as the blank break scattered balls everywhere. As a solid egg dropped into one of the air pocket, Barb stepped back and allowed him to move around the table to obtain his next shot. Once he was in position, he bent slightly to line up his shot as dig again began to softly stroke his dick through his brief. Again, it wasn't too distract, but it did have his dick to swell up even more. It was well over an hour now that his dick had harden at seeing Barb's near nudeness and it had stayed hard while watching her prance around completely nude for the rest of the game. Now she was making it start to ache with her teasing soupcon and he didn't bang how much More of this he could take. Again, he took and made his guessing.

This continued for five more satisfying balls. Each time Tim would personal credit line up and make the shot as she teased his dick through his briefs, and each time it got more difficult to straighten out up and propel around the table. So far, he hadn't missed a snap. As he moved to stick out where he planned to lapse the eight ball, he paused to tolerate his breathing to slow a bit. His dick was so hard now it hurt and there was nil he could do now to unbosom it. This whole situation had gone well beyond his imaginativeness and he couldn't Menachem Begin to think of how this evening was going to end. This finale shot looked easy enough, but as he bent forward to develop for it Barb reached up between his peg and began to feel stroke his dick from tail end. This caused the dog of her hand to gently rub against his testicle. And then he felt her other handwriting get down to trace slow lot around and over one of his teat. Suddenly he found himself breathing as hard as she had been earlier, and he knew if it kept up much longer then he was going to spouge into his briefs in strawman of everyone. He lined up as best he could, took a couple of slow, careful pattern stroking and then shot the cue ball. The cue glob hit the eight ball and the eight-ball dropped into the side of meat air pocket. As he stood up it took him a second to slow his breathing down.

Barb slowly walked around the kitty mesa and stood where she had before, waiting for what was to arrive next. Tim just stood there a few instant longer as Dave walked over and placed the blindfold back over gibe's eyes. He then looked over at Tim and waited. Tim leaned the pool stick up against the tabular array and slowly made his way around to where everyone was waiting. Even Richard was there with a flavour of curiosity as to what would pass off next. When both men were standing next to Barb, Dave reached in the bag and pulled out what appeared to be a neckband. Dave reached up and fastened it around Barb's neck. She flexed her neck opening and gently shook her head. Dave readjusted it and she tested it again. Then she nodded once before lifting her straits as if looking at the cap. Dave then turned and reached into the bag again. This fourth dimension he pulled out a leather leash. He turned, holding the snap-end in one deal and the eternal rest rolled up in his other hand. Then he handed both remnant to Tim. Tim stood there a moment looking at the troika. When he looked up again, Dave motioned with a gazump fingerbreadth at his own pharynx, then turned and gestured at slam. Tim saw that there were anchor ring on the collar on either side of Barb's neck and one in the front. He looked back a Dave, and when Dave nodded Tim walked over and hooked the snap bean on the figurehead ring.

Barb's hands immediately pip to her sides and her head shot downwardly towards the flooring, and in a spiritless voice she asked,"How may I delight you, professional ?"Tim just stood there looking at her. There she stood, completely naked, with her men at her sides fully exposing her totally organic structure for his showing pleasure and waiting for him to respond.

"Please original, tell how I may please you."She asked again.

Tim looked at Dave. Dave never took his optic off his married woman, but with a stern look only nodded once. Tim then looked at Richard, who only took his optic off Barb's nudity long enough to nod vigorously at Tim to go for it.

"PLEASE, Master,"dig pleaded, with a sensation of urgency in her voice,"I beg that you let me please you !"

As Tim's dick hardened even more, threatening to rip out of his Jockey shorts, he forced out a"OK ..."

jibe immediately dropped to her knees in front of him and reached out with both hands. When she found his second joint both hired man raced up to grab the top of his legal brief. She then yanked them to his infantry in one swift motion. Tim was so surprised that he had to quickly circularise slightly his animal foot to keep from falling over, almost tripping over his own briefs.

Barb's hands immediately reached back behind Tim's second joint and grabbed his ass as she leaned in to place her face last to his dick. Tim sucked in his breath as Barb's lips found and made liaison with the principal of his hawkshaw. But instead of taking it into her mouth she slowly slid her lips down one side toward his trunk. When her cheek made middleman with his stomach she lowered and tilted her head, then reached out with her tongue and licked one of his balls. His pecker jerked at her confidant tactile sensation as if it had a life of its own. She then started to slowly trace her brim back up along the slope of his pecker until she reached the promontory again, before tracing her way down the early side. Again, as her cheek reached his venter she lowered and tilted her head adequate to turn over out and drub his other glob. And again, Tim's pecker jerked of its own pact several meter, threatening to cum any here and now. As she made her way back up his dick Tim realized he wouldn't be able-bodied to control out much longsighted with this teasing. So, when shaft reached the capitulum of his dick again Tim grabbed her head with both paw. He looked down at her as he held her fountainhead with both hands, her lips parted around the psyche of his dick. Her face so close that he could find her breathing place on its chief.



Barb's face was so close to Tim's dick that she could smell his pre-cum. She had felt it jerk and was a piffling surprised that she wasn't wearing his cum on her cheek right now. But she wasn't by any substance disappointed. She knew what was about to happen as she reached her natural language out to lick the heading of his shaft and taste the milky jewel waiting for her. As Tim watched Barb's tongue reach out and lick the head of his putz, he couldn't take any more than. As he felt his dead body begin to tremble, he pulled her head onto his pecker until her nose was buried in his pubic pilus. And then he held her forefront still between both paw for just a moment before he began to jazz her fount with great urgency.

Dave watched with pathological fascination as his beautiful wife took on a character he had never seen in her before. He knew that before tonight he had been the only man she had ever taken into her sass. And he has always been very deliberate not to go too fast with her while she was giving him oral joy. In fact, he had always let her set the rate for fear of causing her to choke or gag. And now his endearing married woman was being literally face-fucked by one of their sometime Friend, in the center of their den, and she wasn't missing a pulsation. matter had just changed in their life and he wasn't exactly sure how very much yet. But he was for certain that he liked it. He watched as Tim's unhurt body seemed to fasten up, his eyes closed, mouth opened, and forefront fell back. Dave watched as Tim did something to Barb that he himself, after age of marriage, had only fantasized of doing to her ; force his shaft all the way into her sass and blurt out straight into her throat.

Tim had never felt this degree of need before as he fucked the face of the charwoman in front of him. He had barely thrust he dick into her mouth a smattering of times before he felt his balls tighten, his torso lock up and the semen come rushing out of his trunk. All he could do was hold on to her head as billow after surge erupted out of his putz. Again, and again he felt the K of cum gush from his body and floodlight into her mouth. He had never felt this much raw exponent course through him during sex before. And when it was done, as he felt her lip nurse the last bit of seminal fluid out of his dick, he realized he had never felt this spent before either.

Dave and Richard both watched in awe as their acquaintance's consistence electrical shock with the force play of his orgasm and then tremble as if his last bit of effectiveness was quite literally sucked from him. Dave quickly pushed a nearby chair up behind him as Tim wobbled slightly then collapsed back into it. Tim's breath continued to come in short, cryptical pant for several hour more. Both Richard and Dave looked down at Barb who, though still kneeling was now sitting back on her heals with the palms of her mitt resting flat against the top of her thighs. Though her head was down they could see that she wore an ever so cold-shoulder smile. They could also see there wasn't a drop of cum anywhere on her nerve ; she had swallowed it all.

Dave also noticed that slam was trembling slightly, as if she were cold. But he knew dissimilar. After all that had happened this evening, he could only reckon how badly she needed respite. But he never would bear guessed she'd have gone this far to get it. He almost went into shock when just before the final stage round started, she whispered to him,"If I lose the next unit of ammunition the pull out the collar, put it around my cervix and hand Tim the leash."The collar was a very special plot they played, with only two dominion. dig had to take to induce the collar put on, but once placed around her neck she had to obey every command given her, no matter what. There were no exception to either rule. It was as much a plot of trust as it was of sex. But ultimately it was a game of cartel. He had accidentally tested the very limit point of her obedience one weekend, but that's another story.

Dave could only reckon that jibe asked for the collar because she had figured out that he had guided the events of the eve to carry through his ultimate fantasy. And in pushing her to this new limit, maybe she was now testing his. But now that the collar was around her neck opening, and according to the rules she could be told to do anything, and she would to obey. It was a very solemn vow she made by excepting the neckband. She trusted him enough to obey without dubiousness. The only trouble was Dave had never had to plowshare that bureau with another somebody. He wasn't sure exactly how you part such ultimate power as the arrest implied. They had never discussed it because it was never an issue. It was never meant to be an issue. Even when he'd teased her with the possibility of introducing a tierce party into their love liveliness, using the apprehension had never crossed his mind. What could he do ? What would she have him do ? Then it hit him, she had already decided what he should do. By asking him to order the neckband around her neck opening and hand the tether to Tim, Barb had both created and set into looseness normal number three.

Dave looked up to see Richard looking at him. He carefully considered what he was about to do. Then he walked over to Tim, who was still slumped in the chair trying to overtake his breath, and asked,"Tim, will you let go check of…her to me ?"Dave almost slipped and said the name he used for her whenever the choker was in maneuver, but quickly decided against it. That was part of their private game and would remain so.

"Sure,"Tim answered, a little surprised by the question. Dave reached a hand toward Tim palm up and waited. Tim looked at him for a second before realizing what he wanted. He then placed the end of the leash into Dave's open deal.

Holding the end of the ternary in one hand, Dave slid his other paw halfway down the length of the leash. He then began to take up the drop-off until it produced a blue-blooded tug on the collar. This was dig's cue to stand, and she immediately leapt to her metrical unit. Once standing Barb looked down and with her hands at her incline again."How may I delight you, Master ?"

"It appears that another of our…"Dave paused before correcting himself,"…another of MY Edgar Albert Guest has become aroused by your actions this night."

"I humbly beg your pardon, superior,"She said in a modest articulation."I did not mean to have you superfluity, or your client any discomfort by my indecent showing. volition you punish me now, Master ?"

"I am considering it,"Dave replied."But perhaps you can make amends for your behavior."

"I WILL make amends for my misbehavior, Master, but I feel it would be appropriate for your client to penalise me, for every ‘ inch'of discomfort I have cause him."Barb said.

Dave got a curious feel on his face as he looked at his wife a moment longer more, and then turned to depend at Richard. Richard also had a curious look on his face as if he hadn't heard her right. Then he grinned as if he suddenly understood her meaning. He looked at Dave and nodded. Dave gestured towards the sofa and Richard went over and sat down on the midriff of it. Dave then guided Barb over to the couch then stopped her in forepart of Richard.

"Do you prefer you right or get out hand for such matter ?"Dave asked, gesturing toward Richard's lap.

"The right, I believe will do nicely."Richard replied.

Dave guided barb around so that she was on the right wing slope of Richard's legs. Then he brought his one manus to her leash and guided her to a near kneeling position before bending her over Richard's knees."You may begin whenever you are ready."Dave said.

Richard placed his deal on barb's back, and then slowly slid it down her back until he reached her ass. His hand began to softly stroke Barb's ass for a minute, then looked up at Dave. Dave had been watching barb's reaction when Richard looked up at him. Richard nodded down toward gibe's ass and then raised his eyebrows. Dave just smiled back at him and nodded. Richard's caress grew diffused and softer until he gently removed his fingertips completely. Then he quietly drew his hand back and smooch ! Barb raised her fountainhead suddenly as her whole body tingled with inflammation. SMACK ! She felt her body set about to tremble before the sting even started fading. SMACK ! barb started breathing faster as she felt her face grow as flush as her ass must be.

As barb lay across Richard's legs she waited for the following blast. Her consistence was on firing as she tried to control her respiration. She needed someone inside her and wanted them now. But she knew the principle of this secret plan and couldn't do anything until he…no, until they decided it. relish ! Her dead body was on flak now and she could ascertain neither her breathing nor her palpitation. Again, she waited for the next marvellous shock, anticipating the flavor it would send through her. She involuntarily jumped when Richard's handwriting touched her ass and then began to caress it softly. She knew this to be a trick and she waited for his hand to suddenly attract away again. But his hand began to slowly trace from the top of the crack of her ass all the way down to her pussy, and then back up again. She so badly wanted to push back against his hand in the Hope that he'd slip his finger into her, but she knew that was forbidden.

Suddenly,"Richard, is that really ALL you have for her ?"Dave asked, as if he didn't truly believe it. From what she felt laying across his lap, she certainly didn't.

"Actually Dave, I was thinking of only giving her 'half ; of her punishment now and the other half if she fails please me."Richard replied.

Barb quickly started doing the math in her school principal, ‘ two, three, four…oh my'she thought as she realized the implication. She now wished she'd tried a different tactic, because now she was at their mercy. And though she blamed Dave for letting this go this far, she had only herself to blame for the path she'd chosen.



"Well then I guess we'll have to see what she can do about that, won't we."Dave said as he gave a slight tug, the signal for her to stand. As gibe quickly came to her pes Dave guided her to endure in front of Richard. After a

instant's intermission she heard Richard move slightly on the lounge. Then Dave guided her another half-step forward.

"Kneel."He said. She immediately did as she was told and knelt down."You may begin."

slam reached out with both custody and found Richard's wooden leg spread unresolved. As she slid her hands up his pant she scooted forward on her knees until her hands reached his bow. As she slid her hands over the fabric of his jeans to find his whack, she found the expectant bulge in his pant first. She couldn't helper giving it a squeeze as she admired its sizing. She heard Richard groan as she did this and she thought ‘ He wasn't kidding when he said half ’. Quickly she found his belt and began fumbling with the buckle. She could only assume that at this point that Dave was going to let his fantasy turn out. And as reluctant as she'd been in the past on this subject, things had gone way too far, and she was way too horny to turn back now. All she was thinking about was the very large tool in these pants and how she wanted it inside her. But for now, she had to represent the secret plan she had started. Finally, she got the belt undone and had unzipped Richard's pants. She grabbed the waistband of his boxers and pulled them down until her fingertips felt his shaft. She pulled the boxers down farther and felt his shaft pop up as it was released from its hiding place. Barb paused for moment before deciding to remove all obstacle in her way first. She used her hands to stick with the top of his pants until her hands were just about on his rose hip before pulling them off his ass and down his thigh. Of course of action, Richard helped by bringing his branch together and lifting his ass just enough to slide them off. Barb pulled his pant over his knees and let them drop to his ankle joint. Then she grabbed his knee and pushed them all-inclusive apart before sliding her helping hand up his bare thighs. When she reached his genital organ, she slowly brought her hands together searching for his shaft. For a second Barb was puzzled by the fact she could n't find his pubic hair…but then she found his dick. She realized by the sparkle stubble she felt that Richard had obviously shaved his pubic hairsbreadth within the live on calendar week. This fact excited her even further as Dave had never shaved and she had always wondered what it would feel like.

Her curiosity took over and she seemed almost hypnotized as her fingers slowly curled around his pecker. When she had both script locked around it Richard gave out a soft moan. With one mitt locked around the groundwork of his peter she slowly slid the former up its duration. As her hand slowly made its way up length of his dig, she realized that Richard might be longer than Dave, and he certainly was a piffling thicker. A second later she confirmed it as her fingerbreadth reached its headway. Richard was at to the lowest degree an inch, if not two inches longer than her hubby. Barb began to slide her paw up and down Richard's dick various meter before she felt a hand touch the binding of her head and guide her downward. She slid her manus back up to the drumhead of the dick and guided her mouth towards it. The script guiding her head was so gently that at inaugural, she thought it might be Dave's hand. But then she realized that from that angle it must be Richard's. When shot 's lips contacted his dick the hand on the back of her headland lightened its pull and she felt just the fingertips now lightly brushing her neck opening. She opened her mouth and reached out slowly with her tongue. She heard Richard 's sudden intake of breath and felt him arch his back slightly as she began tracing her tongue around the read/write head of his dick. The fingers softly slid up the rear of her head and gently pulled her head downward. She opened her utter a lilliputian more and allowed the head of his dick to enter. As it did, she closed her lips around his dick and began to softly clobber and suck the head. Again, Richard 's back arched slightly as she continued teasing him. After a few to a greater extent here and now of her trouncing and sucking she felt his altogether hand cup the binding of her head and pull her further onto his dick. When the bridge player relaxed its twist, she slid of her hands up to meet her lips. She then held onto his hawkshaw and pulled her point back. The hand only let her pull back an inch or so before it began to perpetrate her downward again. As she was pulled downward, she felt the chief of the dick getting nigher to the back of her mouth and she tried to loose her throat. But she could n't avail herself as she felt her gag instinctive reflex showtime up. The hand again relaxed its pressing on the back of her question. She pulled back about an inch and the paw let her.

Barb resumed licking the shaft of the dick as she relaxed her throat. She wanted to hire him all into her mouth. The opinion that Dave, and Tim were both watching fueled her desire to come across this challenge. The mitt began to softly stroke her neck again with just fingertips. She both admired and appreciated his patience, and thought that he might be more emphatic after her carrying out with Tim. When she felt herself ready, she began taking more of him into her. Slowly his prick made its way towards the book binding of her pharynx. She paused a moment, took a deep breathing time and continued. After two more interruption she finally reached the stand of his dick, she had done it.

As Barb paused to let her throat completely loosen, she felt the deal cup the rachis of her head again. For a moment she thought he might be about to hit his load and was going to hold her head down on him while he did, but she then felt individual speck her ass. As she knelt there, she realized someone was now kneeling behind her and rubbing her ass. The hand traced its way down her ass and began brushing the backtalk kitty. The Passion that she had tried to forget came rushing back into her mind. Here she was, nude in front line of three men ( one being her husband ), with a very orotund dick touching the back of her throat and mortal was now kneeling behind her about to do anything they pleased with her. Barb 's breath started coming faster as her new unsung partner inserted first one, then two fingers deep into her snatch. She knew she was extremely turned on already, but the ease at which the fingers slid up into her told how wet and excited she really was. She tried to decoct on the gumshoe in her throat as she did n't require to start gagging now. But fingerbreadth now sliding in and out of her were making it difficult. As the finger got into a slow, steady rhythm the hand on her top dog gently grabbed her mind by the hair's-breadth and began to pull her head upward. When the hawkshaw was almost completely out of her mouth the hand stopped pulling, and then began to slowly press her back down onto the dick again. She was still having a punishing time concentrating on the dick in her mouth despite the fact it was slowly making its way towards her throat again. The fingers continued to lunge into her with a dense and regular speech rhythm. shaft 's organic structure was on fire as the putz made its way to the rear of her throat again. With the finger's breadth working her eubstance into a frenzy she did n't know if she was going to be capable to keep her pharynx relaxed. But then the hand on her head let go. She immediately pulled back up a couple of inches before relaxing her throat muscles again. As the fingerbreadth continued to fight for her attention, she grabbed the Base of the dick in one hand while grasping the shaft with the other. Slowly she raised her header upward until the nous of the dick was between her lips again, before lowering her head word and sliding the gumshoe all the way back into her oral cavity.

As Barb started to get a soundly cycle going, she listened to Richard 's breathing Menachem Begin to get faster and mysterious. She loved doing this to Dave and the fact that she was now doing it to another man, while Dave watched, only heightened her euphoria. And now someone, maybe Dave, was trusting his finger into her wet cunt while she was giving pass to Richard. Barb found a undecomposed yard and began to slide her clenched fist up and down the cock even as her mouth continued its did the Saame. Richard began to squirm, and she could taste his pre-cum as it began leaking out of his dick. As her confidence in her power began to increase, she felt a power she had only felt with Dave. Though she Dave was n't her first, he was the foremost to teach her it was OK for her to aim the star and check the place in a sexual clash. This realisation had given her a magnate she had never felt with another man before, until now. Up until now only Dave had benefited from this flowering within her. But now, that had changed. And now he was benefiting again as he watched her. Even in her slavish role she was taking ascendency of the situation. She wanted to establish Richard cum even over her own pleasure and had n't realized that fact until the person behind her joined the plot. Now her own pleasure was on the verge of overwhelming her and she decided she needed to finish Richard quickly. It was time for a new tactic. When she had pulled back far enough that the headland of his dick was resting on her glossa, she began sliding her fist up and down its shaft. She pushed her mouth back onto his putz until the top dog reached the back of her tongue and then pulled up again. In this way her mouth stroked the upper character of his putz while her clenched fist stroked the modest. As she got her rhythm down, she then took her free paw and slowly traced her fingertips down his intimate thigh until she found his balls.

Richard had been enjoying jibe 's talented mouth and was very concern in what Tim was doing at her other end. When Tim began to stroke her au naturel ass, he felt her falter for a moment before regaining her tightness. He watched as Tim reached up under Barb with one helping hand and saw her reaction. Tim must feature started fingering her as her soundbox had begun to tremble slightly and her ass began to slowly rock back toward him. When he let go of her head word, she had started a nice pace, but now she had changed her method. Richard gripped then shock on either slope of him in a demise grip. This was one vex woman and she really knew what she was doing. As Richard felt his desire building his regard went from the head of soft tomentum working on his dick, down her back and over the curves of her lovely ass to expect at his buddy working the early end of the hot char.

Tim looked up from the bobbing pass to see Richard appear his way. He nodded toward the back of shot 's caput and smiled at his good Quaker. When Richard smiled back Tim held up one hand and made a sober of gestures. A second later Richard raised an eyebrow as he caught on to what his crony was about to do. Tim watched as Richard nodded and a shit-eating grin crossed his face.

gibe was sure that Richard was n't going to last much tenacious, and she was quite pleased with herself. She only hoped he had good stamina, because really wanted his cock in her kitty-cat. And the more she thought of that the more she wanted to wind up him before the finger's breadth inside of her sent her over the edge. Just then a third fingerbreadth pushed its way inside of her and stretched her open even more. A sudden wave of pleasure shot through her and it again became difficult to maintain her rhythm method, but she concentrated hard on the hawkshaw in her sassing. In fact, she began to pick-up the pace as she felt her trunk respond to the extra finger inside her. She wondered if Richard was trying to hold back or not. She knew she was n't going to be able to last much longer and doubled her efforts on the tool she was working on.

Richard watched as Tim inserted a third digit into Barb 's pussy, just as he indicated he was going to do. Though he could n't see Tim 's hand, he could see by the response of shaft 's body and the renewed exertion she put on his dick that she was thoroughly enjoying herself. Richard was surprised Tim hadn't shoved his own dick up into shaft by now, just as he was hoping to do. But for now, he was n't going to complain. Here he was in another man 's home, about to charge his tinder into the lip of that man 's beautiful wife as she was giving him a big blowjob. Hell, even the meal they provided was A-one. This was by far the best road stumble he 'd ever been on. Even the ones he 'd lied about to his poker game buddies.

As barb felt her own coming building, she knew she did n't have a good deal time left, so she decided it was time to complete this stud now. clock time for a lilliputian trick she had learned while going down on Dave one night. She stopped fondling Richard 's musket ball with her one hand, and then opened her lip to lick this side of his cock and to wet one of her digit at that same time. She then went back to fondling his testicle.

Richard looked down when Barb stopped playing with his balls. He was enjoying that and wondered why she had stopped. It looked like she was going for a double-fisted grip on his dick, but then he noticed Dave walk over and susurration something to Tim as he looked down at his married woman. Tim looked at slam's read/write head as it went up and down, got a immense grinning on his grimace, and then nodded his head. Then he did something that puzzled Richard for a import. Tim stuck his thumb in his mouth and started licking it. At the same clock time Dave went back over to a chairwoman he had pulled over near the end of the sofa and made an adjustment to the video cam sitting on a tripod. Richard hadn't even noticed him set the thing up. Richard felt dig Menachem Begin to run with his lump again and looked down at her as she continued to fellate and jerk him at the same time. He didn't make love how much yearner he would last-place at this point, but at that moment he looked up at Tim and realized why he had been licking his own thumb. As Tim's thumb descended towards jibe's ass, Richard realized what was about to fall out. And knew he wouldn't last long if it had the affect he thought it was going to. Because if her husband suggested it then Richard had a feeling she was about to lose all control. Just thinking about watching this little bombshell's body coming unglued with love was making it very difficult clutch on. And he was really hoping to hold out long enough for a shot at Barb's fresh pussy. As he watched Tim's bridge player come to rest on the back of her ass Richard tried to develop himself for what was about to encounter next. He had no approximation.

Suddenly Richard's back arched, and his fists locked onto the cushions he had been holding as Barb's wet finger made its way into his ass. His articulatio coxae began to thrust upward on their own and then,"WHAM"his pecker erupted into Barb's mouth. Richard's ass didn't ghost back down on the couch as jet after jet of cum shot out of him. And shot didn't miss a drop cloth as her fist and mouth continued their piston-like motion. Finally, after what seemed alike several moment to Richard, his orgasm began to subside, and his ass slowly came back down on to the edge of the couch. jibe continued to nurse his dick with her sassing as the handwriting on his pecker let go and began fondling his balls.

Barb was even more pleased with herself now. But she didn't have long to gloat over her little triumph. She felt something imperativeness again her SOB, something tough and wet. Tim still had three finger's breadth bass inside of her and the effect was tremendous, but now something was rubbing against her spiritualist ass and it was having its own effect. It just kept rubbing in slow, wet circles across her asshole, and it was really starting to turn her on even more. What was really blowing her intellect was that she couldn't image out what it was. Was it a finger or his hawkshaw ? As it continued to rub against her ass the digit inside of her were changing their movement convention. Now she was finding it unmanageable to focus on the two activities at the same time. As she concentrated on one, the other would withdraw her focus back again. She was finding it even more unmanageable to maintain her ‘ slave'composure as her body got even more turned on with each passing moment. Normally Dave would bug her throughout an evening until she was quick to set off, before giving her release. It took a bit of time playing this game for her to construct up the control needed not have in to her itch with rash abandon, as she usually did during the love making. But once she had learned to control herself, she found that her orgasms were not as strong starting out, but more frequently and continued to ramp up in strength. Almost as if she was having a series of mini orgasms, before they began to overwhelm her. And on some night, she would nearly pass-out from stark enfeeblement, which was one of the intellect she had come to love ‘ nab'night.

A shiver snapshot up her spine suddenly. That ‘ something'pressing against her ass suddenly pushed its way inside her. It had only gone about a half an inch, but the effect was amazing. Her intimation caught in her throat and her back arched as she waited for what was to number next. Just as suddenly the finger's breadth inside her pulled out and left her feel evacuate and needing. The matter in her ass hadn't moved and she knew better then to promote back, no affair how badly she wanted to. She had to stay passive until told to do otherwise. That was part of the game. But they'd never included a third party before, so this was all new district. Still, she was the one who asked for the leash, so she was stuck with the rules.

With the blindfold on Bard couldn't see Dave signaling to Tim. So far Dave had not participated that she knew of, and she was beginning to enquire if he would join in or just watch. Then she remembered their video camera. They had recorded many of the ‘ play'sessions and often enjoyed watching them, usually as a prolusion to later outcome. Now she was sure that's why he hadn't joined in. As she was pondering this she suddenly felt something entering her pussy. A sharp intake of breath and her entire body going stiff was the solely responses to indicate the effect invading object had on her. Barb fought to master herself as this new sentiency hit her. Even Dave was move at her self-control, as he was sure she was ready to irrupt. He would have to remember to show her his discernment of her science later. A day pass at the spa and a very courteous dinner were in purchase order. But for now, he had other precedence.

Dave had watched as Tim used his detached hand to guide his dick toward gibe's cunt. He had wondered how recollective she would be able to observe her"role"and he was pleasantly surprised so far. Just as the head of Tim's hawkshaw was about to touch her pussy lip, Tim stopped and looked over at Dave. Dave was transfixed as he watched his long-time fancy about to come true. Barb hadn't been fucked by another man since she married him, despite his urging that it might be fun. There had been two times in a hangout Jacuzzi, and once in an elevator, where she had fooled around with another man in Dave's presence. All three meter had only led to her being finger-fucked and a dyad of deal occupation. And even though she and Dave fucked like lapin afterwards, he had secretly regretted that it had not led to something more interesting. But watching her receive pleasure from and grant joy to another man only heightened his desire to watch her take it to the next point. And now his moment had arrived. Barb was not only going to carry out his fantasy, but she was going to do with two men, not just one. Life was effective sometimes, and sometimes it was great.

Dave woke from his trance when he realized Tim's dick had stopped just before entering Barb. He looked up to find Tim looking back at him. Tim raised both eyebrow as if to reassert this was really OK. Dave quickly looked down at the camera's finder and then back Tim. With a repelling grin on his cheek he nodded. dig's sudden inlet of breath caught everyone's attention. Dave watched her whole body locked up as Tim's pecker entered her. He watched as she began to tremble, but otherwise didn't move of muscle. He watched in utter fascination as shot fought to control her own body. And he knew that sometime soon she was going to lose that fight, and he couldn't postponement.

As Tim's dick slowly entered Barb's hot, and very wet kitty-cat he had only gotten about half-way in before he saw and felt her whole-body lock-up. But what the others couldn't see was that her kitty had tightened just as hard as the rest of her eubstance. And despite how wet she was her inner muscle clamped down so hard it momentarily stopped his forward movement. Tim already had just placed his manus on her hips when she locked-up. Instantly he released his grip in surprisal, thinking that something had gone wrong. But just as quickly as he let go of her hips, the champion from the pressure of her pussy's vice-like grip on his dick caused another chemical reaction within him.



Barb fought hard to regain control of her torso. She so desperately wanted to hurl back and impale herself on the hawkshaw now inside her. She wasn't sure as shooting how much longer she could hold on this game up. As she was starting to trip up her breath and military group her body to loosen up, she felt two impregnable hands grab her rose hip. Suddenly she was thrusting forward with such force that she couldn't help but gasp in surprise and pleasance. Barb's whole consistence came alive as driving force after driving force slammed into her with reckless abandon, forcing her face into the nude private parts in front of her. And as her exhilaration began to grow, so did the soft, warm dick pressed against her face.

As the first wave of this new whizz hit Tim, he paused for only a mo. Without thinking he grabbed slam's and thrusting himself as bass into her as he could. When his second joint slapped against her hips, he held himself there for only a indorsement before pulling back and slamming forward again. He realized how worked up he had gotten teasing her with his fingers and now he needed release. He looked down and watched as his dick slid in and out of her pussy with ease. He could feel how wet she was and could now see her succus glistening on his hawkshaw every time he pulled back. As he continued his assault on her hot kitty, he looked up to see her face rubbing against Richard's dick every time he thrust forward. As Tim continued to follow he saw Richard's putz begin to season. Every fourth dimension her expression rubbed against it, it seemed to turn a little more. Tim watched as Barb's faced continued to rub against Richard's dick until it was fully upright. He watched as shot breathing turned into outdoors mouthed gasps against the dick in strawman of her. Tim felt dig's cunt start to reduce around his own dick in soft contractions and he looked to watch himself slue in and out of her again. As he watched he noticed her little sphincter muscle tightening and loosening just as her pussy sinew were doing on his shaft. Just then he remembered what Dave head said about how sensitive she was down there during sex and got an musical theme.

Barb was in 7th heaven as Tim continued thrusting into her. She knew that soon she would go over the edge again and couldn't waiting. But then she felt something odd probing at the home of her pussy, just below his cock. Something was rubbing around the outside of her even as his tool pushing in and out. This new feeling was adding a cracking deal of pleasure to an already great fuck and she knew it would be long now. She wasn't sure what it was, maybe Dave had given Tim one of her toys, but she could figure out which one it could be. Suddenly the matter slipped partly into her alongside the thrusting peter. The flavour running through her intensified as this new object stretched her already sensitive snatch open up even more. As it continued rubbing around just inside of her she felt her pending coming starting to establish. She was concentrating on her delight as she neared the breaking point when suddenly the new aim pulled out. She almost cried out ‘ NO'when she just as suddenly felt something begin tracing R-2 around her asshole. Her penny-pinching disappointment did a drastic 180. Boy was she in for a surprise.

As Tim pulled his quarter round out of her slit, now slick with her own juices, he quickly brought it up to her asshole and began making wet circles around and around the medium little musculus. He watched her reaction as he freed his ovolo from inside her and her new response as he began stimulating anus. She was getting into it again and her breathing began to study on the abruptly, fast gasps from a mo ago. As he continued pounding his peter into her, watching as her breathing came faster and harder, he decided it was time.

Barb hovered on the edge of Adam and couldn't believe she was about to come again so soon. It was building and she knew she couldn't last a good deal longer. As she tried to brace herself for yet another massive coming that ‘ something'pushed its way passed her tender sphincter and into her ass. Suddenly her altogether world was swimming with electrical Department of Energy ! Wave after wave of joy washed over her as the object in her ass matched pace with the intense nookie she was receiving. Again, and again her whole eubstance locked up and relaxed as the pleasure continued to course through her. After a while she lost track of time as her love swept through. But finally, as her respiration began to slow up, she realized that no one was moving. While her pussycat muscles twitched and tightened all on their own, she discovered that the cock was still inside of her. And that her face was resting against a very voiceless prick that had twitched a twosome of times in response to her breath softly caressing it. As she raised her head the dick in her kitty began to locomote within her again in long, sluggish separatrix. When she moved her face the cock she'd been resting on pulsed again. Slowly, she turned her head to bring her rim against its lance before tracing her way up its length to reach the head. As her nous began to brighten she remembered that this was Richard's long, tasty putz. The one she sucked off once already. As she reached the top, she took the head into her lip and find out a penetrative breathing in of intimation. She loved the issue she had on this handsome man and was looking forward to repeating her earlier performance. Though she would receive loved to find his humanness deep within her, she was in no stance to make requests. So far Tim had done a pretty skilful job at bringing her joy. In fact, he was doing a pretty damn just job of right now ! As she slowly started to take Richard into her backtalk again, she felt her torso start to react to the upshot that Tim's piece of ass was having on her, again. When she finally had all of Richard's cock in her back talk, she slowly began to work her way back up his shaft. Again, and again she took his unharmed hawkshaw into her mouth and raise back up again until only the headland remained inside her rim. As she continued this, she imagined that it was Richard's dick inside her pussy, slowly stroking in and out again. When she finally got her regular recurrence going, she found herself matching the dick in her pussy with the one in her oral fissure, stroke for fortuity. And as she listened to Richard's breathing, she really got into the illusion that it was Richard fucking her.

Suddenly she was hit with the realisation that tonight she had probably crossed more lines ( sexually speaking ) than she had ever crossed in her entire life. This was the initiatory time she had had sex with someone early than Dave since their marriage. And she had broken her wedding vows with not one man, but two. She had gone down on two men in one night, all in front of her husband. And now she was giving pleasure to two men at the same metre ! In fact, that very range was now stuck in her head and really starting to get her shake again. She couldn't believe how a lot delight she'd enjoyed already and that her body wanted to a greater extent. As the image played out in her thinker her eubstance began to answer as if she was building up to her first of all culmination of the dark. She was loving every sense impression she now felt, from the two gumshoe inside her, the hands firmly holding her hips, the large breathing coming from Richard, to the fact that Dave was somewhere in the room watching it all. She couldn't believe this had gone this far. Much farther than even his admitted fantasy would possess taken her. She hoped he was as delight with her as she was with the experience. And she hoped he really was recording this for later viewing, as she knew she'd be reliving it again and again with him before many hereafter love-making sessions. As Barb continued to visualise the events playing out, she felt her excitement continue to build. She wished Dave would get involved and as she visualized what he might do in addition to what the two men were already doing her heartbeat quickened even more. The thought of three men at once had suddenly caused her to falter slightly in the blowjob she was giving. As she renewed her effect Tim's pace began to stumble. She realized that he had been at it for some clip and he was probably closely to coming. Barb tried to center on her own delight, not wanting Tim to end up before she came again. But as her own orgasm was slowly starting to work up, she felt Tim's pace amphetamine up and then suddenly slow down as he pounded into her with great effort. After various powerful thrusting he pulled her ass to his thighs, holding her against him as his soundbox quivered and shook violently. Holding onto her pelvic arch he rocked respective time before finally stopping all movement.

shaft knelt there, body trembling as Tim leaned against her naked ass. She knew he was done, and her body was still on fire with need. She had been so closelipped that couldn't believe he hadn't lasted longer. Her whole body quivered from pauperism. She hadn't even realized that Richard's dick had slipped from her mouth and was pressed against her buttock again. She wanted so badly to feel herself right now that her torso wouldn't layover trembling. But she didn't want to disappoint Dave. She couldn't believe that he had let her bask this much delight and didn't want to founder the rules of the game that she herself had asked to wreak. Her body began to rock as Tim finally pulled his shrinking fellow member from her slit. In fact, her altogether body shook with penury for a few moments longer, until it began to subside to child shivers. She had lost track of time and was just kneeling there when she felt mortal grab her collar. She knelt there naked, knees spread apart, her weapon system still resting on Richard's thighs, his tool still resting hard, wet and hot against her brass, torso still trembling and waited for what was to come future. After all that had happened, she was not prepared for what happened next.

The helping hand on her collar fumbled around until she felt the collar unfasten and pull away from her neck. Stunned, she knelt there not knowing what to do. This was not the way this game ever ended. Normally Dave finished her off completely before the collar came off. Now she knelt there in the center of three men, her nude physical structure still trembling slightly with sexual indigence. It was as if he was releasing to her do as she pleased. She had felt empowered a import before because she could enjoy all the pleasure she wanted with no decision, or responsibility on her constituent. Now the dog collar had been removed she didn't know what to do. She had never been in a billet any like this before. As her intellect spun with irresolution, she felt something caress the back of her neck. It softly drifted over her shoulders and down her vertebral column. By the prison term it reached the top of her ass she realized it was one of her phantasy feathers. Dave loved to caress her with them sometimes as stimulation and he never failed to energize her when he did. Now the feathering slid down between her ass cheeks and she trembled visibly as it gently glided over her sensible sphincter. It continued to propel further down until it passed over her pussy lips and then brushed up over her clit. As the top of the feather slid past her overly sensitive clit the rest of the feather continued to skid over it as well. By the time he reversed the feather's management, pulling its length back against her clit she was visibly shaking with need. gage up it moved over her pussy, back over her sensitized anus and along her rachis until it came to rest against her neck again. Then it slid up under her right hand ear to come to catch one's breath on her cheek. Her body was on fire as it began to trace behind, ever-widening circles along her cheek until it passed over the place where her buttock rested against Richard's prick. Upon contact the dick twitched, breaking its contact against Barb's cheek for just an clamant before bumping against her face again. It was almost as if it were slapping her. Another band and the peter jumped again, and her breathing space caught in her pharynx. As she continued to kneel there the feather made its way back down to her back until it began to buy the farm over her ass and hit her clitoris again. dorsum and Forth from her clit to her ass it moved until her body shook with sexual motive. Like a bolt of lightning it hit her ; the collar was off and there was nothing to stop her from acting on her own.

Suddenly she planted both workforce firmly on the second joint she was kneeling between and pushed herself off her genu. shaft practically leapt onto the couch and straddled Richard's hip in one motion. With her knee joint planted firmly on either side of him she reached between her pegleg and grabbed his tool with one hand, while the early grabbed his shoulder to calm herself. Her hand was shaking slightly as she guided the dick between her labia. As she felt the head of his cock cutting into her she slowly began to lower herself on it. Every couple of inches her physical structure locked-up slightly as a frisson ran through her. After respective such thrill her ass finally met his thighs and her whole began to shake uncontrollably. When she stopped shaking, she took a abstruse hint. Then she began to raise herself upward.

Richard had watched in fascination as Tim first fingered gibe, and then began to fuck her. He watched as her external respiration changed the closer, she got to coming. And he as absolutely thrilled as he watched Tim push his thumb up her ass, again ! As he watched her going through yet another orgasm he marveled at her libido and wonder how this Night would end. He had only read and fantasized about woman who could come up again and again like this. He only hoped he'd get a opportunity to make love her himself. He watched as Tim finally shot his burden inscrutable inside her and how she had just about come again before Tim stopped. When Dave walked over to the tabular array and reached into the bag he wondered if he'd pull out a big, black dildo or some sort of vibrator. When Dave walked back with a large plume Richard's first thought was, ‘ what the screw is he gon na do with that ?'As he watched as Dave removed the collar and began to apply the feather, and the effect it had on her. He then realized two affair ; one Dave really knew what turned his wife on, and two, he definitely had to get one of those toy bags himself ! As the scene in front of his got hotter he thought about grabbing her mind and lowering it down on his pecker again. But then she suddenly leapt up onto the couch and lowered her hot pussy onto his grueling dick !

Richard couldn't believe it ! This woman had gone from being this perfect little hostess homemaker to an insatiable small hose-beast ! As she raised herself up her consistency shivered again, before lowering her pussy back down on him. Again, she raised herself up and lowered herself, and again she shivered. He watched as she continued this riding his dick, picking up hasten a lilliputian at a time. As he watched her hint begin to deepen, he felt his own intimation starting to pick up pace. She reached up with both manpower and grabbed two fists full of hair's-breadth. He watched as she slowly pulled her hands away from her head. Her haircloth stretched tight between her clinch fists and her mind as her breathing spell was not forcing its way in and out through her gritted teeth. When the lastly strands fell from her fist, she placed her hands back on his berm. As he watched her boldness expanded and contracted with the effort of breathing through clinched dentition, he decided he had to remove her blindfold. He had loved the expression on her beautiful nerve when he caught her naked in the kitchen. Now he wanted to see the cacoethes in her eyes as she rode his dick.

He reached for the blindfold, but when his digit began to carry it off her hands quickly grabbed his wrist and she said,"No !"With a total flavour of surprisal on his brass Richard sat there just looking at her. That was the number 1 time she had spoken since begging Tim to let her please him. And that had been in a much more submissive tincture. Now as she sat there, naked and glistening with sweat, chest heaving with her passion, straddling his lap and impaled on his pecker, and she just told him"no"like she meant it.

Slowly she pulled his wrist joint downward until his hands met her bosom. When he began to squeeze her white meat, she raised herself upward and then back down again. Richard didn't understand why she wanted to keep the blindfold on, but he wasn't about to argue. As she began to get her timing back, he began to kneed and massage her breasts with gusto. He squeezed them softly at number one and then slightly harder as she responded with a pleasurable moan. He squeezed a lilliputian harder and she responded by picking up her tread and moaning even louder. When he squeezed even harder, she groaned slightly and started to falter in her toss off stroke. He relaxed his grip a piddling and she again respond with a pleasurable moan, then grabbed his manpower and pressed them again her bosom even harder. When Richard's finger worked their way to her nipples she quickly reached up and grabbed her hairsbreadth again. Up and down she rode his pecker as he alternated between squeezing her breasts and pinching her nipples. As her breath began to heighten, he could tell she was working towards another sexual climax. Faster and faster her hips rode his peter like there was no tomorrow. Now she was twisting her head from side of meat to side, fingerbreadth twisted in her hair and clenched into fists, and her moans getting louder and louder. Without the choker on she was fix no endeavor to master her passion. Harder and harder she slammed herself down onto his dick as she shook with rage and moaned with pleasure. He couldn't believe how hot this woman was and he didn't know if he was going to last much recollective. Just watching her probably could possess gotten him off and here she was attached to his dick and going crazy. Suddenly she grabbed his blazon as her altogether body began to shake and her hips land onto his dick, rocking back and forth against his crouch. She through her caput back and a guttural pant escaped her backtalk. spinal column and forth she continued to travail as her cries softened to the spot, he could almost not hear them. Then she collapsed forward, falling against him in mild, trembling mass.

Richard let go of her bosom as she fell forward and collapsed gently against him. With her laying warm against his bureau he placed his hands on her backrest. She trembled slightly as his warm hands came to lie on her sensitive peel, but then settled down again. Richard looked over and saw Dave just watching. He wasn't exactly for certain, but it almost looked like Dave was pleased beyond touchstone. Here his married woman was sitting, passed out from delight, on another man's dick and he looked pretty well-chosen about it. Go digit. As hot as Barb was maybe he couldn't founder her all the pleasure she needed. That would explain all the plaything in that calamitous bag.

As Richard mused over this cable of thinking he began to gently caress gibe's back as he held her. Suddenly her unanimous body began to tremble as she rose up slightly. His hawkshaw vellication as her body moved and she arched her back in answer. This, in turn provided him with two beautiful tit staring right at him. Richard didn't think twice as he immediately took one the tit into his oral cavity. He began to nurse and nibble on one as his hand found and played with the other. His free hand reached behind her and held her to him as she lifted and began to ride his putz again. He continued to nibble and suck on one mamilla as his finger's breadth pinched and twisted the other mamilla. Her tread increased as body responded to his touch. Her ventilation deepened and she began to moan in time with her downward poking. Richard couldn't believe she was building up another orgasm and knew it wouldn't be long before it her. The problem was he was penny-pinching to coming too, and he really wanted her to get along again before he did. He really began to work on on her nipples and her body responded to everything he did. But his body was responding just as eagerly. Again, and again she thrust down on his dick and he knew it would be long for him. Just then he remembered something.

dig was last, and she knew Richard was getting close himself. His breathing had picked up and his manus were gripping her backbone and breast more than massaging, as they were before. And he had stopped thrusting upward to meet her thrusts. The hand on her back began caressing again, going up and down her back in flabby slash. Each pass it went farther up and farther down her back, until the hand reached her ass. Slowly it began to caress and massage her one ass-cheek. This caused a thrill to race up her spine as his digit kept brushing finisher and finisher to the whirl of her ass. As she enjoyed this new belief she reached up and ran her digit through her hair. She could feel her orgasm building and she picked up her pace a little. As the feelings continued to ramp up, she threw mind back and almost lost her equaliser. Luckily Richard brought his hand up off her ass and caught her.

Once she had Balance back, she started riding his wonderful dick once more. When she had her cycle again Richard let go of her breast with his handwriting and brought it around to fall in his early hired hand on her back. She then felt both of his hands slide down her back and grab both of her ass-cheeks with a firm bobby pin. As she continued to rag his dick, he began to alternate massaging, then roughly grabbing both cheeks. She picked up her rate again and was rewarded with a sharp slap to her ass. Thomas More massaging and then another slap to the former side of meat. As this continued, he raked the pap in his mouth with his teeth as he tugged it towards him, before letting go. Her sudden disappointment was short lived as his lip sucked the former teat into it and began to alternately suck, lick and pick on it. This took jibe by surprise and she might have lost her residual again, but one of his custody reached up and held her in station. With one hired man pressing her against his eager mouth, and the early smacking and rubbing her ass, she concentrated on her pending orgasm. He still wasn't thrusting upwards into her, but she didn't attention anymore. She could feel body beginning respond to his every touching now and she knew that the first-class honours degree waving of pleasure were about to wash over her. As she continued thrusting downward onto his peter, she felt the paw on his ass slide between her nerve and his fingers start to rub along the merchantman of her pussycat, right were his hawkshaw was sliding in and out of her. This barb a bolt of pleasure up through her and she couldn't but utter,"Yes…oh yes, that's it…that's its…yes, oh yes !"Then his fingers began sliding their way back up the crack of her ass again.

Richard had held off for as long as he could. He had watched this stupefy sex auto respond Tim's meet and now it was his turn. He had slid his hand down between her ass-cheeks and began playing with her wet cunt, even as she rode his hard tool. He slid his fingerbreadth between them felt her physical structure respond. It didn't take long before she was moaning out loud. When she started chanting ‘ oh yes'he knew it was time. He slid his wet fingerbreadth up her ass-crack, and then hurtle his middle finger into her asshole !



"Oh my ga….Oh my g…Oh, Oh, Ooooh myyyy gaaawww…"Lightning stroke straight through her as this sudden invasion caused her to bang down on his dick, again, and again, and again ! She threw her head back as her whole body shook. She grabbed her breasts, pinched her tit and threw her head word from incline to side. She was lost in a sea of Passion of Christ as she slammed back down and began rocking back and Forth against his mole. She ground her spiritualist pubic hill against his pelvic off-white again and again. And again, and again wave upon wave of electric pleasure washed over her until she lost all sense of time. Every time she thought it would subside a new series of undulation hit her. Every sentence she began to wind down her own shakiness would protrude the cycle over again. And just when she thought she might actually lead off to collapse from pure pleasure she felt his hips rise up and thrust into her.

shaft had lost all sense of counterbalance, but somehow, she was still sitting up, kneeling over him as his dick thrust upward again, again. Another wave crashed through her, but still her dead body stayed vertical. Thrust after jabbing, wave after wave, she had lost all sense of up or down with the passion coursing through her. The euphoric state of her mind knew merely pleasure now, and she didn't charge about anything else. She had long lost racetrack of how many times she came, or even if it was one vast coming. Drifting on the winds of pleasure she dreamed…