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We both busted out laughing with him saying it looks like we are here for the same reason and looks like we have good taste in women.Just then my wife...walks out the shop. I did not say a word. The guy sitting down saw her and wasted no time to tell me to check out the fine looking mamma coming down the sidewalk. We both gave a good look after she passes. “Man I would not mind getting a piece of that” the man told me not knowing it was my wife. I made an excuse and left. I caught up with my wife. She got big booty thin body thick legs anyway. As i was wakeing tho my door had been kinda open. I know somebody been watching me sleep or as come in my room i never leave the door open. I walk over to the door mmm nobody there then i close it and start geting ready for school i took my shirt off and felt something different about my stummic i look down it was green like leafs i keep thinking could this be that plant monster i found that seem to vanish inside of me later it seem to fade away my. Voiceless and motionless, she stood there, paralyzed. He stood now, too, moving behind her, tasting her scent and inhaling the sweet feminine perfume of her hair. His left hand slid under her frozen arm, caressing her hip and sliding up to cradle her left breast. The other palm slid leisurely down her back, resting against her ass. His desire for her was so great and perverse now that his tall body was pressed against hers, his hard on prodding her back. He then removed himself from her space. She looks at me and yells to the guys, “Oh, Candy must love the playroom. Maybe we will go there once I’m finished with her.” She removes my panties, and sits between my legs with her right leg on top of my left leg and her left leg under my right. We start rubbing our pussies together, our clits keep smacking together. It feels so good I can’t help but moan, “Oh gawd yes, don’t stop.” Mike yells over to us, “When you are finished, we are going to show our friends your play room.” Hearing that.
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