1. Final blow (Cuckold 3)


    Date: 10/12/2015, Categories: Group Sex, Voyeur, Author: pablotlse, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Arles, Saturday, June 2, 2012 As every year since six years, we pass Murielle and I a weekend in Arles (South of France). We have our habits and have selected two hotels and a bed and breakfast where we go according to our moods, once the one, once the other. That day we spend it in the “Sainte Marie de la Mer”, walking around in the vicinity, on the beach and in the plains of the Camargue where we got a bit lost. It’s late when we return to the hotel, at the entrance of the town, and we decide to diner on the spot. Murielle wears a long skirt with a slot in the front, right in the middle of her legs. The slot rises very high and I like it. This excites me much, makes me fantasize; I like to think that her pussy is not far, easily accessible but hidden by her panties. She wears a white blouse, shoes with small heels, without stockings. I'm dressed casual&#034, with a jean's. We arrive almost when the restaurant is closing and the staff is nice enough to accommodate us despite the late hour. We have diner as lovers, we are happy. I notice from time to time that Murielle escapes, staring far behind my shoulder with a smile on her lips while I’m talking, but I convince myself that we all have from time to time such kinds of absence. At the end of the meal, Murielle offers a last drink at the bar. I am surprised. It happened several times that I made such kind of proposal but she always declined them, preferring to return directly to the room. In this case of course I'm ...
    satisfied with this initiative, which I accept without hesitations. Murielle asks for an herbal tea, I will take a whisky. I kiss her before taking my first sip, that happy I'm. A man joins us at the bar coming from the restaurant. I had not seen him before since he was sitting back to me in the dining room. He settles on a stool next to Murielle. He orders an old Armagnac. We present ourselves and start discussing about everything and anything. Suddenly, Murielle leaves her stool and slips into my arms, which hugs me. I’m so happy. She whispers sweet words in my ear. I am too glad, proud to show my wife’s love to those who surround us and especially to this man who keeps watching us. Suddenly she whispers: “This guy has been staring to me the whole evening. I want to arouse him”. I remain banned, I have the impression of a cold shower, I think that I did misunderstand what she was saying. She repeats: &#034I want to excite him, to make him hot, to let him get a hard on.” &#034You want to make love with him?&#034 I ask, worried with a node in the stomach. (In my head everything is jostling, is she having again &#034her uncontrolled impulses&#034?) (http://xhamster.com/user/pablotlse/posts/105753.html) &#034But no, of course not, only arouse him; it is not about having Sex&#034.&#034Are you sure?&#034 I ask, still worried and nervous also. &#034Yes, don’t worry”. «But how will you proceed?» I ask again. “You’ll see”, she answers and she disappears to the toilets with her bag. She must ...
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