Husband agreed to let his wife have sex with another guy from the internet. PART - 1

Husband agreed to let his wife have sex with another guy from the internet.

Husband agreed to let his wife have sex with another guy from the internet.

I let my all-male friends group use me as a sex toy. (Part-2).

I let my all-male friends group use me as a sex-toy. (Part -1)

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I sighed. I tapped my foot. I sighed and tapped my foot at the same time. When were they going to be finished? I was irritable and cranky, and if I let myself think about it, I knew why. I'd broken up with my boyfriend six months ago and I was horny, plain, and simple. I had a drawer full of toys that I used often, but battery-powered orgasms just didn't compare to having a hard, hot man inside me. I sighed again and paced some more around the waiting room of Steve's Import Auto Service. Support the podcast on : Patreon.com/kellyclark

For a moment, she stood there, not moving, letting them see her large breasts and her wet pussy. A smile came to her face as she saw them look at her, their jaws open. "Come here, baby," Brian said as he pulled her by the hand toward the bed. Already hard, he quickly took off his pants while kissing her passionately. She moaned as his hot mouth left her lips and traveled down her neck to her hardened nipples. She put her hands on his head and began to push him down, down to her waiting and wanting pussy. Support the podcast on : Patreon.com/kellyclark

She was both nervous and excited as she turned into the motel parking lot. Ever since her boyfriend agreed to this two days ago, she has been in an almost constant state of sexual tension. She was also very anxious. How many more men were he bringing, two, three, and four more? She did not know. All she knew was that she was going to get fucked, and get fucked by more than one man. Support the podcast on : Patreon.com/kellyclark

After I broke up with a college girlfriend Randi, I found myself hanging out with her mother Carissa. This isn’t as odd as it sounds. Carissa was a pretty middle-aged widow, semi-retired already, in her mid 40’s, who spent a lot of time gardening, volunteering, and cooking. She and I got along from the git-go, often better than Randi, who was often a high maintenance cunt on wheels. So after I was no longer banging her slutty daughter, I was spending afternoons and occasional evenings over with Carissa, doing handyman work, mowing lawns, reaching for things off high shelves, or just hanging with her watching TV or playing cards... Support the podcast on Patreon.com/kellyclark

My mom had recently been suffering because of a divorce. I guess maybe she had decided that she no longer wanted to be married to a womanizer anymore. It has only been drugs and alcohol… support the podcast on : Patreon.com/kellyclark