1. Final blow (Cuckold 3)


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

    have taken my last question for an agreement. I remain alone with the stranger, a bit embarrassed. The conversation resume and we quickly come to talk about cars and motorcycles. He seems to know a lot on motorcycles although he is not a biker himself. Suddenly the man pleases me, despite his cut beard and his arrogant attitude. He is younger than me; I would give him the age of my wife. Murielle returns a few minutes later, smiling, all joyous. She gets back on her stool. Something in her clothing has changed, but I can't identify what. Conversations resume. At the beginning I participate, at least, they let me participate; from time to time the man speaks to me, but quickly I’m put apart. Murielle progressively positions herself to face the stranger and soon I only can see her from aside, almost from the back. However, I notice that I can see her in the mirror of the bar. This reassures me, but after a while the feeling of being alone becomes hardly bearable. I often want to leave and go back to our bedroom rather than staying here watching them talking to each other, but I cannot leave my wife alone. I am jealous, suspicious. Her legs are crossed and well visible due to the deep slot of her skirt. The slot also allows her skirt to lift high enough for me to have a beautiful view on them; no doubt the view on her legs will be even more beautiful for the man sitting next to her. Suddenly a hand lands on one of her knees. I'm surprised, looking to Murielle, I fixe her neck ...
    hoping to inject the idea of a reaction in her mind; I try to meet her eyes in the mirror, but she ignores me completely. I see that she smiles at him, they continue to talk, his gaze goes from her face to her chest, probably because she does not stop quibbling with the top buttons of her blouse. Is she nervous? I panic a bit but I remember her promise: &#034no Sex”. I keep looking to her legs and what I was afraid of arrives of course. The hand moves, caresses her knee, go back and forth along her leg, slips even under the tissue and still no reaction of Murielle. No that’s not true, she reacts by uncrossing her legs. Seeing this, I start suffering the same pangs of sadness as the two other similar cases experienced in the past (http://xhamster.com/user/pablotlse/posts/455573.html); (http://xhamster.com/user/pablotlse/posts/457175.html): belly ache, a strong feeling of jealousy deep inside me and a hard erection that troubles me. I realize that I’m not only the third wheel but also that I'm playing the voyeur. The hand disappears completely under the skirt with explicit movements pushing Murielle to spread her legs further. It hurts me to see this, but thinking of Murielle’s panties being an obstacle to this exploration reassures me a bit. I see in the mirror that Murielle closes her eyes from time to time and pinches her lips; I note with despite that she enjoys. The look of the man goes from Murielle’s chest to her legs and back. He bends to kiss her in the neck but Murielle ...
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