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I’ve been with my wife for 18 years now, 2 years married. When we had our anniversary 2 months ago and we were sitting at “Pastelloni” in the restaurant, she revealed to me that she had a relationship with another man.
The blow hit me. I knew she was sex -obsessed and I don’t just write it that way. No, she really was.

There was nothing that she didn’t do with me and what we have not already tried. Wirts, so to speak, except that we got on well, also sexually a great couple. I thought that so far.

She tried to explain to me, but at the beginning I totally blocked. Carsten was 25.

Three years younger than me. She didn’t love him and he wasn’t her lover in this sense either. They only met for sex. Regularly for a year.
After a week and a lot of consideration because I was about to be separated with her, I made a decision.

I was young and she too. If she needs more sex and that with another man, then I have the right and so our sex life caught in pairs, now with several instead. Sometimes together, sometimes everyone for themselves and we both got along well with it.

On a weekend I thought about something very special. I invited Carsten to dinner on Saturday.

Then my friend Frank. Inga, my wife, I said that I would still come and she would get her money’s worth that evening. She beamed as if she knew what to expect.
Saturday had come and Inga and I prepared the food in the kitchen when the doorbell rang the doorbell. It was Carsten.

A trace too early, but what the hell. He came to us in the kitchen and sat on a bar stool that stood at the open kitchen at the counter. We talked and laughed a lot when I asked Inga not to let Carsten sit alone. “Get him a beer first and then take care of him!”.

She knew what I meant and she took a beer, opened it and “took care” then about him. While I was still preparing the salad, she knelt between his Legs and opened his trouser slot. She reached into it, pulled out Carstens penis and tenderly licked him over his glans. I was surprised.

He was just as I was circumcised.

Ui, that can be a nice evening. Inga began to gently blow him and “looked after” really well about his penis, so that he was very quick.
Inga got up in the meantime, came up to me and took me warmly in my arms and pressed me very much. She liked how I behaved and hit her side through this action. We are just a team and I want her to be happy.

I finally get my expense.
Carsten also looked happy. No wonder. Inga is in my opinion a real blass artist. She makes me in minutes to orgasm bring to.

It rang again and I quickly ran to the door.

Frank was finally there. I had nothing with him, just for information. I only knew that he was totally up in Inga. He came in and when he was that Living room entered and at the counter to the kitchen Inga on his knees he smiled delighted.

He looked at me, pointed to the two with a index finger and went up to Inga with a smile, who briefly took the tail out of her mouth and kissed it for a long time and tender.
I asked Frank to clear up while I would have to continue to finish the salad. The main course would soon be finished. Frank put his jacket on the floor next to the couch and sat on the other bar stool next to Carstens.
Inga got up, opened his pants and first jerked his penis, rubbed him a little hard before taking him in his mouth. That was a horny sight.

I had already prepared her a little on what would happen today and so I put her clothes on the bed that she should wear. So almost nothing.
White suspenders, glass high heels (which she got from me for Christmas) and white, nourished transparent underwear. Actually you can see everything exactly.
She leaned her down to Frank’s tail with her legs stretched through and blew him one otherwise I would blow me. My cock stood like a one when I saw it, but when I saw Frank his penis I was amazed.

I mean, I’m already well equipped, but Frank? More than 19 cm, determined.

The food was ready and I asked my guests to the table. Naked of course. You should all take off. Carsten immediately pulled out his pants and I had to pull inga away from the giant penis.

Insatiable, the little one.
We sat down and ate. After we devoured the main course and the dessert came, Inga was his turn. She was not allowed to eat at the table. I asked her to go under the table.

There was something very banal.

Cherry groats with vanilla sauce. I asked Frank and Carsten to distribute the vanilla sauce on their cocks. I did it too.
Then I asked Inga to blow his cock on everyone until she has the feeling that he comes to orgasm. Then I put ingas dessert in the middle.

Chocolate pudding without sauce. It finally comes. I gave the two boys the instructions and Inga took care of the rest. Carsten was already grumpy, but before he came Inga went to me.

Mine blew wonderfully. Again and again she took him deep in her mouth, jerked him up and down with her hand and then took him deep into his mouth again. A wonderful sight. Before I came, she went to Frank.

“He should be my first sperm donor,” she smiled, and began to suck him completely empty. She jerked him, sucked on his thick eggs hanging down, blew his thick glans again and jerked his thick shaft.

We watched cheerfully, Frank took the bowl and we were witnessing a really successful degeneration. He got up, stopped the little bowl under his penis and shot the white thick liquid on the chocolate pudding. Wow, we roared and laughed very happy.

The first sauce was already there and it could only be more.
Inga continued with Carsten and I continued to jerk my cock so as not. Carsten was also unloaded by Inga’s brass skills and was less than 2 minutes to Frank to juice. Cars again came back under a distorted face and shot his white cum on the chocolate pudding. What a horny sight.

So that Inga Schokopudding gets fresh cream, I took the effort and inject my juice on top shortly afterwards. MHH tasty. Chocolate pudding with white cum.

We sat down and Inga also took her place. Since the table was quite small, we were able to see her very well while eating.

The spoon immersed in the chocolate pudding and when she took it up again and led him to the mouth was a large portion sperm on top that she is already in your mouth with relish and after a short melt in your mouth, swallowing down.
Starved and greedy after our cum she spooned the chocolate pudding up. Always considering to show us how to take the spoon into her mouth. She looked at us very erotic.

Frank took Inga on her arms and led her to the couch. He put her on his back, took her legs, spread her apart and took care of her wet cunt.

He greedily drove through her gap with his tongue and licked her clit. Your cunt juice tastes really tasty, I can testify to it. Carsten and I went down to take part in the action. Carsten crouched on the couch And Inga benevolently put his big cock in his mouth.

I crouched on the other side and enjoyed it as she jerked my penis and occasionally licked and blew on it.
Frank really has a cock when he put it on Inga’s pussy and then calls into her penetration. No institutions of cautiousness. He penetrated her up to the stop and then fucked her very violently. Inga’s moaning was only recognizable, because after all she had a big cock in her mouth.
Again and again he penetrated her deeply and completely filled out her tight pussy.

She blew our cocks persistently until we made an exchange and Carsten’s turn was.

Inga turned around and stretched her horny knack butt, spread her buttocks apart and demanding: “Come on, Carsten, put your horny spanking in,” she took it towards it. Carstens Langer bored into her hole and that replied to him with a loud outcry of lust.
Frank crouched in front of her face and pressed his penis into her neck. Moaning she blew his thick red acorn and his long shaft, which she only got in her throat, that was long. I had a new idea and wanted to test whether Carsten is driving on it.

Besides, it has always been my thought to do that. I was still in this area Virgo.

I got up and lay down under Carsten and Inga. I saw directly in her tight as his penis cunt slid, which made me incredibly sharp. Then I put my courage together and packed Carstens Egg.

He twitched briefly, pulled his cock out of her pussy and looked in between in my face in between. He smiled, fucked my wife on and signaled me so that I could go on. So I took his eggs in my hand and started kneading them tenderly. Just as I like it, of course, and I didn’t stop with it anymore.

Again and again stroked and massaged them and then I took another step and started licking them gently, sucking demanding and sometimes put them in my mouth completely in my mouth. That was a crazy feeling. Carsten was totally in Ectase. Unable to tame.

He fucked my wife like a wild one and enjoyed it how I caressed his thick eggs. Then suddenly he pulled his cock out of her pussy and kept him in front of my face. His plump glans looked at me as if she was saying: “Come on, suck me and get my horny juice out”.

Hesitating at first, then willingly I handled his shaft with my hand and played with my tongue on his glans. Inga turned questioningly and looked at me a little incredulously.

Maybe a little horror when I then took his cock deep in my mouth and started blowing in. When Carsten started to moan loudly and violently, Inga was probably completely off his socks. “Oh my god,” she said again and again as Carsten and I took his warm juice with an open mouth and I let him spray from him. My whole face and my mouth was full of his juice.

It tasted like mine when I satisfied myself in a candlestick and then sip my own seed. Only that it was much more intense because it was another person and I could see how his lust sprayed out of him because of me.
No wonder why z.B. My wife totally on facial insemination and swallow.

I wiped the seed out of my face with my fingers and Inga handed my fingers, which she then licked. She looked deep into my eyes as if she wanted to say that she had to pluck another chicken with me.

This should come later, but now it was still his turn. I rightly moved into the dog, spread her buttocks and spat on her wonderfully tight asshole ..

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