Peter and I stood together watching Cat slowly come to her senses again. I could not believe it but her rectum seemed to be actually dragging my cock into her, pulling me deeper. Sex She pulled the hood of the bathrobe over her head, partially obscuring her face. Her robe had fallen completely open and she looked down to see another woman, another stranger fucking her with a tongue. Her body made mine react immediately. Give me it all, fuck my ass please.” she begged. Her eyes were closed and her mouth open so I slipped my cockhead between her lips. Each hand pummelled and squeezed her tits as he continued the slow glide into her streaming pussy. “Oh, fuck, Peter! Hurry.” I yelled. Peter parted her legs and brushed the robe aside. Clearly my wife was in seventh heaven, now grunting as she begged for her release. I could not believe I was not feeling the slightest tinge of jealousy to be cuckolded and cheated on. The man’s suit was already showing signs of a terminal soaking. He was merciless. Peter responded by launching a rapid pounding of my wife’s slippery cunt. I got off the couch and stood watching, my cock dripping on the floor as Peter withdrew his fingers, slipped his robe off and probed the entrance to her sex
