The wife making plans

The couple were waiting at the agreed-upon spot, in a street of nightclubs and high-rolling motels. Léa (not her real name) was wearing a mini-sack and a button-down blouse without a bra, just like the various girls who "worked" on the streets of the area, but without the exaggerated and vulgar face paint. As they waited, many men looked voluptuously at her, some said things like "cute", and two even asked the price and what time she would be available there. When Euler arrived, neither he nor the couple had any difficulty recognizing each other in the "crowd", as they had previously described their clothes, which would make any confusion impossible. All the details of what the sexual adventure would be like had already been arranged by e-mail and phone, and, as arranged, nothing was said except that they had already departed directly for the "sexual fantasy". The greetings were few, Euler approached the couple and looked at Leah attentively from top to bottom, and said, "Hmm, new material on the piece! Turn around so I can take a look at the merchandise, go ... " What both Léa and her husband, Louis, felt was a mixture of a lot of nervousness and a lot of hard-on. Pure adrenaline and excitement, like maybe they hadn't even felt when they had their first teenage sex. She, kind of clumsily, turned around. When she stopped, Euler went behind her and squeezed her butt: "You're so much hotter than any of the other bitches making a point in this area. Let's make a little program?" Then he shouted in a hug from behind her and filled his hands on her breasts: "What delicious breasts you have. It's going to be delicious when I'm eating you, my little whore". Some passersby stopped to see the ball being tossed in the middle of the street. And Léa said to them: "If you like that little whore, come back here a little bit, because I said whoever's going to eat a good meal now, and I'm here, pointing to my own husband". The three then headed towards the car. Louis drove to a motel while Euler was in the back seat with Léa. On the way he was already undressing her, always making outrageous comments: "Open your legs so I can see your panties... Hummm, blue lace panties! You've arranged yourself with taste to be very cute, right? Let me touch your little finger... Go, open these legs that today you are my show girl and no one else's... " So it was until they entered the room, where Léa had to do a strip-tease to "please her client", always obeying his instructions, usually in outrageous tones. When she was already naked, Euler put his long, hard dick outside and asked her: "Do you also suck, or do you just suck your little finger?... Of course not. Now if you suck your dick, I'm not going to suck your dick... That's right, I'm not going to suck your dick... That's right, I'm going to suck your dick". While she was sucking him, Euler addressed her husband: "And you, driver... you're going to help me eat this prostitute that I got today. While she's sucking me, you go underneath her and give that sucker to her little cheek like you only know how, to make her very tame to receive my cock". Louis capriciously sucked for a long time, until he felt the fluid from the erection dripping down his face as his wife's cheek became more receptive. When Euler realized that she was in an uncontrollable excitement, he went behind her, saying to her husband: "Get out of here, driver, not for her to enjoy in her mouth. She's going to have fun in my cock. So I'll see if you did a good job - you've prepared it". She said to Eelin: "My dog, you don't even need to go to bed, I don't even have a four-legged dog". And he buried his cock in the soaked bowl behind her, telling her to boil, to suck her husband's cock, etc., always with insulting comments and passing his hand all over her body, especially on her breasts. So they had sex several times. At the first break they made, when the husband prepared to have sex with her too, Euler protested: "What is this, driver? What is this freedom? No sir, this is my whore. If you want to eat a little bit of program, get another for yourself. I don't want to share this transai. After I'm done I'll let you eat it too. But I'm not done yet. For now, this little bit is still in use. Have patience there. " So much was the accumulated thesis of Louis, that he could end up enjoying it in his mouth, making the most humiliating comments before the end of his life. Euler finally returned to his wife's car, where he took the other part of his life, where his wife had already eaten. If you, a couple with MS, would like to indulge in such a fantasy with a well-endowed, discreet, dependable 35-year-old man, write to me.