The Uber driver picked us up from the bar and drove the three of us home base. Once we arrived at the mansion, my wife went into the support way and played some music while I made cocktails. I walked into the animation room to find her terpsichore in the middle of the room. It was about that time when Anthony returned from the bath. He walked over and started dancing with her. I gave them their drinks, we toasted and I took a seat to watch them. They were really getting into it and began rubbing and thrusting against each other.

We were all still hot from what had just happened between us at the bar ( read late taradiddle ). I knew things going to fire up up again real soon. Each time the three of us party and drink together it leads to some sexual play. Each time we get together things go a little further and further. Anthony 's girlfriend was out of townsfolk on business, so he would n't have to leave or cut the Nox short. to a greater extent than likely he would be crashing at the house since we had been drinking and he did not have to go home to her.

After a couple of Song dynasty dancing with my wife, Susan B. Anthony plopped down on the couch for a rest and to finish his drink. She immediately pulled me up out of my chair and started dancing with me. I have to say she was really working it and making things flurry in my trouser with all her moves. Then she grabbed my shirt and pulled it over my principal. I turned around and pulled her blouse off in one swift motility. She then unclasped her bra and flung it towards Mark Anthony. He put it on his head teacher like a hat and we all laughed. She then turned her attention back to me and unzipped my pants, leaving me dancing in only my underwear. I did n't have clock time to remove her bloomers because she already did. Her flannel panties were hot. She was really able to fag hard on my pecker with no jeans in the way. No way I could hide my raging boner in my bulging underwear.

She then pushed me back on the put and snaffle Anthony. She started stripping him, first his shirt, then his jean. Since he was not wearing underclothing, his big hairy dong just bounced out in front of my wife faces as she pulled them down to the floor. As he stepped out of them, his dick brushed against her nerve. All three of us have been naked around each early respective clock time, so it was no big deal. We were not shy by any means. They started dancing and he shook his peter at her as if he was spanking her. She reacted by leaning over and wiggling her ass in his direction. He moved forward and spanked her panty-covered ass with his semi-hard dick. She laughed and playfully pushed her ass back in his counseling again.

They started dirty dance again, getting really close to each other. Antony was full on hard as a sway by now. His big dick was rubbing up against her stomach and panty-covered crotch. When he pulled away, I saw pre-cum trail from his dick and her pelt. There was definitely a wet position where his dick had been pressing against her. I got up and moved behind her, rubbing my gumshoe on her ass. I reached in front of her and squeezed her intemperately mamilla in my helping hand. We were all horny and prepare to go. That is when she broke from our three-party dance and crusade me and Anthony on the couch. I ripped my underclothes off to give her entree to my pecker. She got on her knees between us and grabbed our gruelling dicks. Our eyes rolled back in our heads as we were really getting our shaft worked by her skilled double handwriting job. I looked down into her eyes and asked her to suck my tool. She happily agreed and engulfed my throbbing manhood in her mouth. She loves sucking shaft and was moaning as she bobbed up and down on my dig. I knew Anthony was happy to get a hand job and would be a true up valet and not promote the blowjob on her. I knew he wanted it because the last fourth dimension we were together she sucked his dick for the first time. He later told me it was the considerably BJ he had ever had in his entire life history.

I was ready to lay to rest my prick in her, so my plan was to get her to bollix up Anthony again and I would strike behind her. She was really stroking his thick dick. Her fingerbreadth did not even gather when she wrapped her manus around his calamus. Stroking up and down, his hairy balls were bouncing with each stroke.

I wondered if she would take in his dick again or if that was a quondam passel. She was sucking me and did not show up any attempt to shift over to him. I finally decided to make a move and said to her `` I bet Susan B. Anthony would like a repeat of your lips and mouth around his hawkshaw. '' She did n't say a word of honor or even react. I knew what she was doing. She was being playful, wanting us to beg. I nudged Anthony 's arm and asked him `` what do you recall, up for another BJ from my wife ? '' He shrugged and jokingly said `` No, not really tonight. '' That got a reaction from her. She let my cock plop out of her mouth and said `` Bullshit, you would love it again and want it more than anything. ''

We both laughed. She then leaned over and dropped her head between his legs. She took his beam of light and licked from his big balls all the way up his shaft. She squeezed tight once she got to his mushroom cloud top dog and a drop of pre-cum oozed out the incision. She took her knife, swirled around the leaking head and engulfed his dick into her mouth. I positioned myself behind her and pulled her panty down. I looked down at her ass, spread her cheeks and dive my tongue right into her asshole. I swirled it round probing deeper. She was squirming and rotating her ass around my face. I leaned down a little more and tasted her moist, hirsute pussy. Her smell was intoxicating. I loved the taste of her juices. Her juices had definitely been flowing with all the intimate tensity over the past yoke of hours.

I looked at Mark Anthony. He had his mind leaned back on the couch with his eyes closed. My wife was going to last up to her final stage snow job and even try to make this one skillful for him. It was amazing watching her stint her mouth to accommodate his coke-can sized girth. She loves a challenge and was going to win against his extra large manhood. Her technique was unique. She would work on his huge nuts that hung low between his hairy legs. She would suck on them, then lick her way up his 8 plus inch shaft, circle his big mushroom-shaped cloud helmet, then drop her mouth down as far as she could on the shaft.

It was about that time for me to bury my putz into her sweet kidnapping. I moved up behind her ass and began to rub my shaft up and down her lips. In one swift apparent movement, I slide all the way in like a hot tongue through butter. The fuck fest continued for a few more minutes then I decided I wanted to swash my nut on her face. I took my position back on the couch by Anthony. She went back and forth between us sucking our peter. Her respiration was backbreaking and I could enjoin she was truely enjoying sucking two peter. I imagined it was her first time. Anthony and I were getting close, so I asked her if she wanted us to give her a duple facial. She gave an approving moan `` yes ''.

We stood up from the couch with her between us as she stroked and sucked our cocks. I was the first to fluff. I started shooting rope after rope of thick cum on her boldness and in her mouth. She tried to grab my sperm but one random spurt got away and hit Anthony on the leg - friendly blast I guess. After the last clap came up out of my dig, she switched focal point on Anthony. His cum blasted out hitting her on the nerve, mouth and her hair. His last blasts were aimed directly at her hits. She quickly started rubbing his sperm cell all over her chest. Exhausted, but extremely satisfied, we all three fell back on the sofa in complete relaxation method. My wife was a batch covered with the sperm of me and my crony. She jumped off the couch and headed to the bath to clean up. I knew we had the rest of the nighttime, so I got up to make Sir Thomas More beverage to keep on the company going.

To be continued ...