“How long have you been stalking my husband?” “I never stalked him, I just took an opportunity.” “Okay, how long have you been waiting for an opportunity?” Amber looked at her friend and confessed “I tried to take him to bed about five months after he started dating you. I wanted to, I made a pass but japanese he missed it completely, he was just too into you. After that I accepted that he was yours but ever since you married him a little imp sitting on my shoulder kept hinting that I'd missed out on something good.” “You guys fucked three times, was it as good as you imagined?” “He told you?” “Every detail. The lap dance, the tit stroking, screwing your mouth, fucking you.” Despite the circumstances, in spite of being pornstars confronted by the angry wife, Amber felt a shiver in her loins as her body remembered the afternoon of wild passionate sex. She knew she couldn't lie to Chloe, denying that it was good wouldn't be believed. “He was the best fetish lay I've had in a long time, asian I got off like crazy. The entire afternoon was like we were in a carnival full of wild rides, each one faster, steeper and more thrilling than the last. Even after you caught us I my mind was tense but my body was totally satisfied. You could have beat me stupid and I wouldn't have been able to raise an arm against you.” Chloe couldn't keep up the pretense, she loved her best friend like no other in the world and she had often thought of getting her and him together. It was time to let the worried woman off the hook. “You told Mason what we used to do with Ken and Barbie.” It was a statement. Amber was surprised, he even told her about the casual conversation leading up the sex? “Yeah, I did.” Chloe smiled for the first time “You remember Midge, Barbie’s best friend, what we did with her?” “She went to bed with Ken and Barbie a few times, we thought that was totally nasty and fun. He was Brunette always in the middle.” Chloe turned to face Amber, “Even back then I was wondering what it would be like, not only to have sex with a boy, but if both of us were in bed with him. We were too young to get turned on, to do anything but I knew that one day we would and from the first time we put Barbie and Midge in the Barbie House bed with Ken I wanted to do the same thing. Amber, I'm not mad, upset, pissed or murderous. I'm not jealous or hurt because you screwed him. For years you with him has been a thought in the back of my mind. A tease, a turn on. Thinking about you and him fucking has heated me up more than once. Last trip, when I was on my way home I had a feeling, intuition maybe, it was like I was connected to both of you. One even said, The bottoms held in the tightest little ass I have seen since the night I fucked her brother. “I can handle it,” Amy told me, but I still stopped every time I heard her cry out. I don't care how many people are watching or... Hmmm. Then they hit, attaching themselves to her nipples, covering her dark, round areola. The next time fetish I baby sat for them, a couple of weeks later, I noticed that Peter wouldn't take his eyes off me. I decided I kind of liked asian the feeling of him staring at me because I knew what he wanted. You better learn to like that japanese taste Mrs. C." As her young lodger stood there catching his breath, Mrs. Hoopenlicker knelt down in front of him and lifted up the drooping length of his spent cock so that it hung twitching pornstars from her grip. I touched myself as she did it, aroused beyond deion at the idea of her seed infecting my bowels. To be continued... “Megan, you said you wouldn’t do any of this relationship bullshit!” I all but whined. She cups my head as Brunette I lather her breasts in kisses, swirling my tongue around her nipple. I mean, fuck, she admitted it to Phil’s, even if it was just to get some higher ground in the conversation.