He then proceeds to blast the last few volleys of his wad onto her pretty little face and she’s loving every minute of it while flick a’ lick lappin at the air with grinning eyes closed.I feel my cock begin to well up with my orgasm and I stop deep inside her and let us both catch our breath and let my orgasm subside.Smartie pants Amanda chuckled softly and smiled at her little brother.I loved my powers so much.I want it so badly.he started to thrust more as he fetish got excited again.I opened the bedroom door and peeked around the corner before I dressed for work, just to cum see if Angie was okay.Like she really needed to flatter me at this point.Yes.She tried to sperm push rough the fact that it was the same day she met him, that she only knew his first name Hardcore and he was significantly older then her out of her mind. She pressed her back into him as she danced, leaving his hands where they were and raising her arms above her head while the second guy watched from his armchair. After a few minutes my wife reached out for the second guy with both hands and with a smile beckoned him to join us. He took her hands and she cha-cha'd with him for half a dozen steps, brushing me and the first guy with her hips as she shimmyed back and forth. When she returned to slowly dancing with her hands above her head the three of us pressed in close to feel her body against ours. She rotated slowly, trying not to topple in her stilettos, gyrating her hips and snaking her body to fetish rough the rhythm of the music. Every time she got her back to me she would grind her ass into my crotch, letting the bulge in my trousers ride right along the cleft in her dress, then keep turning with a churlish grin like nothing had happened. The next time the music changed I slipped out of the circle to get a shot glass and salt shaker from the kitchenette. When I returned my wife was still dancing with the two guys like nothing had happened. Her eyes were closed and she was lost in the music, absent-mindedly grinding her ass on one or the other's bulging crotch every few turns. I smiled and watched her enjoy them for a few minutes before loudly saying, Shots! My wife looked up at me in mild surprise, pulled her ass away Hardcore from the guy she was grinding sperm on, and fixed her dress that had ridden up to let the bottom curve of her ass just start peeking out from underneath. Yes, shots! she said breathlessly and placed one cum hand on each of the guys' shoulders, letting them trail down their chests to just above the crotch line as she walked over to me. I put the shot glass and salt shaker down beside the tequila and pulled my shirt off with one smooth motion. Take 'em off, boys!