My wife had already undressed, approached me, slowly climbed on top of me, put her lips close to my ear and whispered: "Why are you so jealous, you fool, I love you." Well, just think, the men admired me a little, well, they felt me in some places... - Where did they feel me? I whispered back, " Go on, don't stop.".. My cock was growing before my eyes. "Honey, you're going to kill me.".. His wife's whisper was charming and maddening. "Come on, honey, am I a fool?" Well, I really won't be angry. I was wildly aroused and barely breathed in anticipation of something new, forbidden, sinful. "I was a little drunk, you know, and it's so hot in here, I got carried away. "Don't tell me what else happened." I almost begged my wife to share the intimate details of the evening. - In general, the balcony is not as bright as in the hall, the guys were smoking there, so they sat me on my knees, someone took me by the waist, someone higher. I heard so many different compliments. I was poured cognac, I relaxed so cool that I didn't even notice how someone weighed my breasts, walked over my nipples and began to slowly kiss my neck. "Where was I?" "You?" You enthusiastically showed someone our new TV and touted its advantages. - You were groped and kissed at that moment. Just think... Uh, so they took me by the waist and by the tits?
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