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Click here"Relax, baby, we'll take it real slow," said Mario, and with the next thrust his prick penetrated another inch. Then another, and another, until before long their oiled bodies were moving rhythmically together, the soft light reflecting off their oiled skin, and their grunting sounds filled the room.
Ingrid looked at me and said, "I hope you're sure you wanted this, Mark. Think you'll be able to satisfy your wife after this?" And she bent down and kissed my beautiful wife full on the lips. I was stroking my cock faster now, as Mario had finally filled Kathy with his huge prick.
I heard her say, "Oh, migod....Baby, he's sooo huge. He's soooo good. Thank you baby, thank you for this wonderful prick. Cum for me, Mark, please cum now. Jack that dick, baby. Mario, keep fucking me. Don't cum yet, don't leave me hanging. Just keep fucking me hard. Oohhhh I love it, love your huge prick baby."
And then she came once more, screaming out her orgasm as she cupped Mario's ass cheeks. "Ahhhhhhh, never.....never......ohhhhhhh like....oooohhh yeessssss."
And with that, another mirror moved so that I saw my own reflection, my own stroking of my hard dick, and then, then, I shot my own wad, as Ingrid gazed at me with a small smile. But Mario didn't cum. Not then and not for the next thirty or forty-five minutes, as he just continued to pound my lovely wife to orgasm after orgasm, her body thrashing, her words incoherent. After a while, I got up, left the room, and went downstairs, falling later into a troubled sleep, interrupted periodically through the night by my wife's screams of ecstasy.
I figured we wouldn't be watching porn movies any more.
I really liked this story, gave it
a 4+ [4.4 = 88% (☆☆☆☆+)].
The story is EROTIC & TRUE TO LIFE 2-in-1.
So why didn’t Mark get to do Ingrid? Wuss should’ve insisted he get his with her or called the whole thing off.
Thinking about this some more, I believe that there is a real Kathy. And it is obvious that she doesn't love her husband anymore. Kathy should have said "Wait a minute, what about my husband? Full stop." The more I think on it, the worse the story becomes. It could have been so hot too, but not with one person left out. This happens do often to new swingers. The couple is preyed upon with the goal of getting the wife away from the husband, while the husband is distracted. Seen it many times in my wild youth and it is the reason that my girlfriends and I stopped going to these events. People just don't care about hurting others or destroying marriages.