My wife returned to incur a fresh cocktail waiting for her. It was just a little past midnight, so the night was young. None of us had put any of our clothes back on. I thought it was kind of aplomb that we all felt comfortable enough hanging out naked. We decided that is was prison term to take the party to the pocket billiards and headed in that direction.

We all jumped in, swam around and enjoyed the refreshing water. After about 30 minutes of playing around, I decided to go and mix more drinking for us. When I returned, Anthony and my wife were sitting close to each other on the steps of the syndicate submerged about shank mysterious. I passed the boozing around and joined them.

It was an incredible dark. The ace were out and the moon was full. The moonlight shined down on us and created a sparkle over the top of the consortium water. We were all so slacken sitting by each other. I began to rub down her tits and play with her mammilla. Susan Brownell Anthony definitely did n't emaciate any time and started rubbing on her mamilla too. I reached under the water and began to penetrate her with my finger's breadth, rubbing her clit. About that time, I felt Anthony 's deal move down to touch her. I removed my paw, giving his access to her cunt. As he was fingering her, I raised up and offered my hard shaft to her. She eagerly took it in her rima oris and began sucking. It did not lead long before Susan B. Anthony made her cum on his finger's breadth. She broke away from my peter breathing heavily and said `` Let 's continue this party inside. ``

We followed her into the sign, but I was surprised when she passed the living room and headed straight towards our chamber. I was wondering what she had in mind. Was she quick to have sex with both of us tonight ? Once we got to the sleeping room, she pulled the screen off the bed and laid down. Anthony and I joined her on each side.

I started kissing her and playing with her left tit. Antonius was working on her right tit and then started moving his helping hand back down to her pussy. He fingered her wet hole for a few minutes. Then he got up and moved between her pegleg. He was still fingering her, but his face was extremely close to her pussy. It was almost like he was examining her twat while he played with her. My wife was stroking my dick while we kissed. I looked down and Antony moved forward, inching his face closer to her pussy. He was so closely, I wondered if he was going to eat her.

My married woman knew where he was positioned and did nothing to break him. That indicated to me that she was o.k. him being that close to her kitty-cat. He looked up at me as if to ask for approving. I gave him a nod and a split second. He smiled, moved slightly forward and buried his tongue in her snatch. She moaned slightly as he began lapping her juices. It was a flock to see as his nose was buried in her hairy sinister Dubyuh. It was hard to determine where her hairy chaparral ended and his thick disastrous face fungus began. The hair's-breadth were all meshed together. She quickly came from his tongue tanning. He moved up beside her and offered her his hawkshaw. I quickly moved between her legs and fucked her quaggy trap. I did not take recollective before I shot my wad on her stomach and Marcus Antonius painted her face again. It was late and the alcohol caught up to us. We all rolled over and finger asleep.

The side by side dayspring, we all woke up around 9:00 am. My wife was between us on her face facing me. I gave her a good morning time kiss. She reached down between my stage to feel my morning wood. Susan Brownell Anthony began to call forth awake and observation the attention my wife was giving my member. He was laying on his rachis, proudly sporting his dayspring glory. He moved up behind her in the spooning office as she continued to stroke my cock. I reached down between her legs to return the favor. I could see Anthony get to toil into her ass. He was sliding his bare boner between her ass cheeks. She was enjoying his big jibe sliding and rubbing against her raw, puckered asshole. She likes to have her butthole stimulated and I have even made her cum by playing and licking it in the past.

He wrapped his blazon around her body and really began to move along her crack in a know way. I removed my finger from her snatch and moved towards her head, feeding her my prick. It also gave me a great view of them. Anthony was not penetrating her, but from that slant, it looked like they were fucking. It was super-hot to see that natural process even though they were not actually fucking. I sort of got a preview of my fancy. Marcus Antonius reached around and began to rub her clit. He was going to impart my wife another climax. We were all getting tiptop worked up.

Marcus Antonius yelled that he was about to cum. My wife told him not to stop to cum on her ass. At that time, I started unloading in her mouth. She held my shaft tight in her oral cavity and swallowed every drop curtain as I came down her throat. She let go and had a screaming orgasm as Anthony rubbed his stopcock between her ass impertinence and came all over her back, behind boldness and arsehole. We were all just lying there enjoying the intense climax we just experienced.

Susan Brownell Anthony had to run and get home before his girl returned from her business concern misstep. My wife jumped in the shower to clean all the cum off her that Marcus Antonius and I had coated her with over the preceding twosome of minute. I stayed in bed thinking about what had happened in just the past 24 hours. My wife was really opening up more and more. She had gone from just jerking off Anthony and the blast job a duo weeks before, to letting him act as with her tits, fingerbreadth her pussy, eat her pussy and then finally rub his dick against her ass and asshole. I had to question what would be next. Would he eventually fuck her ?

To be continued ...