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Poker Night
Date: 10/12/2015, Categories: Cuckold, Author: GustavJorgenson, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories
wife’s areola and tweaking it with his thumb and forefinger until it grew stiff and erect. My wife moaned softly and started licking Will’s neck while he wagged his eyebrows at me and fingered her nipple. My blood was boiling at this point, but my dick started to swell at the sight of this guy pinching my wife’s tit in front of me. I looked around the table and all my friends were watching Will work my wife’s boob with fascination. “Let’s go in the living room, baby,” urged my wife, pulling his hand away from her boob and holding it in her own. “You are making me too hot.” “Yeah, I am getting hot too, feel this,” he said, taking her hand and putting it forcefully onto the big bulge in his pleated dockers. “Oh, boy,” she gasped gripping his shaft through his pants. “Are you happy to see me or what?” she tittered. “Ahh, ok, now,” I said, holding up my hands. “Honey, you said I could,” pleaded Zoe. “His thing is really, really hard,” she exclaimed with a strange innocence as she gripped the head of his dong in one hand and pinched down along the shaft with the other, making him grunt with satisfaction. “And it’s big too.” “Ok, but,” I complained weakly. “It’s hard to watch.” “I like watching,” blurted Ben, surprising everyone. He had to pull his glasses off and wipe the fog from them so he could see. “Oh yeah, nerdy guy?” he asked smugly. “Watch this dance I taught Zoe tonight. It’s a black dance called the grind.” “Oh, I don’t think Ed would like that,” she said, looking at me ...