When all the shirt buttons were opened we had progressed to french kissing. By that point I was stroking her back and squeezing her firm buns. Mentall... I was preparing for the fucking. My shirt was folded and placed in the laundry basket. Eileen came back to me, still standing in the middle of the room, knelt in front of me. Loosened my belt and undid my zip before lowering my trousers to the floor. I stepped out of them and Eileen folded them and placed them in the trouser press. Once again. At least she was going to do the fucking and not my wife. Before Kim could get undressed my wife quickly sat down on his cock. She didn’t move, just sat there moving her hips back and forth. As far as I know, my wife has never cheated on me, but here she was fucking another guy right in front of me. Kim seemed to love it and stood behind my wife massaging her breasts. The she reached down and started helping my wife slide up and down on his cock. “Holy shit,” is all Lisa could say. She was. More

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