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You know? That very first time with my wife?" "Very clinical, actually. I pretty much slipped my penis up into Linda's vagina, moved it in and out a few times, and then fertilized her. And Sally was there the whole time, watching everything take place. So I didn't actually 'make love' to Linda, per se. I mean, there wasn't any kissing, or hugging, indian shemale or anything like that going on between us. Like I said, it was all very clinical." "But would you like to passionately 'make love' to Linda tonight? You know? With all the kissing, and stuff?" "Oh hell yes! That is, if you don't mind." "Of course, I don't mind. Just as long as you don't mind me making mad, passionate love to Sally tonight, right there in the same room with you." "I don't know if Linda told you, but I'm actually a cuckold. I thoroughly enjoy watching my wife have sex with other men," I confessed. "Well, after tonight, who knows? I just might become a cuckold, too," Pete admitted. At that moment, the two women came bounding down the staircase from the upstairs bedroom, and energetically ran into the living room, jumping up and down in front of Pete and me. We were seated on opposite ends of the large sofa. And the unexpected, middle-age 'cheer leaders' were waving their pompoms in the air, and performing high kicks every so often, just to tease us men, and also to let us see that they didn't have any panties on underneath their extremely-short, pleated cheer leader skirts. Sally and Linda immediately went right into one of their old high school cheer routines. And at the very end of the routine, they both turned around, bent over at the waist, and flipped the rear of their pleated skirts up over their backs, to show Pet and me their bare pussies and butts for just a few moments, before they turned back around, facing us, and launched right into another cheer routine. It seemed to me that Pete was uncomfortable with the situation. More specifically, about me getting an eyeful of his wife's bare, kinky-haired pussy, and her butt. So I tried to break the ice, by unzipping my pants, pulling my dick out, and fondling it, right in front of Pete. Even though he seemed intimidated by what I was doing, Pete went ahead and unzipped his pants too. When she first started getting into it about 2 years ago, she would just train by herself, using the treadmill in our home or at the gym, or running on one of the many trails in our neighborhood. I had met her while I was grocery shopping. “It's not counted as a sexual place like the uterus and ovaries are, though. He was sporting a nice erection, since they spooned while falling asleep and his cock was nestled in her butt crack. “Yeah. Someone who looked gorgeous but was somebody I would normally have disliked as a….well….easy I suppose. Everything she suggested, Amy got nervous and said no. Then I got an idea. You know…French kiss. Were her legs always that shapely? A slow paced walk, with each step his boots thumped on the wooden floor, "What is important is that we bring Djall into this world. The car turned down the dark, tree-lined lane-way marked "Canrich Weir - no through road". My hair is short, not long enough to come across my face that way. She even put her hands on Fennekin's hips so she could grind more of of the fire fox's sex against her face. I shrug. “Oh god!” She cried, and backed her ass into my face, swallowing my head near to the ears. With that, he got up off the bed, licked off his own fingers tasting her fluids on them and left her alone in her bedroom. “Now try this outfit on.” She grabs tight blue jeans and light blue collar, button up shirt, holding it against my chest. “Like I said, now, you’re all mine.” Her indian shemale moans echoed around me, mixing with the sound of falling water.