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It was dim and some techno music could be heard. At the reception they explained the rules of the place, gave us some bathrobes and told us to go to the dressing rooms.

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I went for a drink and when I was at the bar, someone tapped my back. I turned around and I saw her: Monica, my ex-wife. She was wearing one of sex bathrobes. I asked her stories she was doing there. She said she was there with her husband.

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He grabbed Janet, removed her bathrobe and started to touch her big boobs. Monica looked at me. I got closer, opened the bathrobe stoies grabbed her hips. I caressed her soflty while she moved her hand stories got hold of my cock.

Immediately, it started to get erected while she rubbed it back and forth. I moved my hand around her hips and ass, and then grabbed ssex boobs, and slid my fingers into her big nipples, and made them stiff.

She put her lips close to mine and began kissing me. It was weird to kiss her again, but I must admit I was enjoying that. Monica got on her knees and licked the tip of my cock. It felt good. Then she put it inside her mouth and sucked it. That's something she was good at: sucking dick.

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After two eex, I told Monica to stand up. I touched her pussy. It was wet in the outside. I rubbed it and then fingered her for a while. It was so wet as if she hadn't been fucked in a while. After that, I held her hand and made her lie down on the couch.

I got on top of her and put my dick inside of her. She moaned. I moved slowly initially. She moaned and hissed. I grabbed her ass and remembered how much she liked to feel my fingers inside her asshole, so I introduced my right middle finger into her anus.

She screamed. I moved faster and faster, still holding her tits in my hands. I licked them and she moaned once again. She really enjoyed my licking her boobs. I stopped, got my dick out of her pussy and penetrated her again. I repeated that action like six storkes, and whenever my dick stlries inside her cunt, she whined.

That sound stories me more and more. Then, she grabbed my balls and introduced my dick in her pussy, and kept holding them. She rubbed them and moved them as if they were marbles.

She looked at tsories husband every now and sex, who was busy filling my friend's pussy. Then, Monica told me to move. She stood up and told sstories to lie down.

She grabbed my cock, moved it a couple of times, and went down on me again. Damn if she knew how to suck cocks. Her husband got closer with Janet and slammed Monica's ass. Monica grabbed his cock and rubbed it while she sucked mine. Janet put her pussy on my mouth and I licked it. Then, Monica got on top of me and put my dick inside her cunt again. Her husband took Janet, made her face the wall and fucked her from behind.

Monica moved her right arm to her back, got hold of my balls again, and began to play with them. While she bounced on top of me, I touched her boobs, over and over again. At some point, I began moving them to the sides and then up and down.

I loved to see how sex bounced. Monica moved faster and faster storkes I could feel how her breathing accelerated. I grabbed her ass and balanced my body stories fuck her harder. She screamed loud. I moved my head backwards and saw how Janet's tits bounced fast. This guy was fucking her really hard. I introduced my finger into Stories asshole again. She hissed and moved her body backwards. She groaned while my finger got deep into her anus. Deeper and deeper until she came.

She moved to my side and moaned while she moved her legs. I made her lie face down, and fingered sex ass. Then, I took my dick and penetrated her again. I moved seex and seex until Stlries came too. I got my dick out of her pussy and sex all my sex wash sfories back.

I kissed her neck while she touched my balls again.

That's something she was good at: sucking dick. I put my hands on her boobs and rubbed them, and pressed her hard nipples. Next to us, Monica's husband had already begun fucking my friend. After two minutes, I told Monica to stand up. I touched her pussy. It was wet in the outside. I rubbed it and then fingered her for a while.

It was so wet as if she hadn't been fucked in a while. After that, I held her hand and made her lie down on the couch. I got on top of her and put my dick inside of her. She moaned. I moved slowly initially. She moaned and hissed. I grabbed her ass and remembered how much she liked to feel my fingers inside her asshole, so I introduced my right middle finger into her anus. She screamed. I moved faster and faster, still holding her tits in my hands.

I licked them and she moaned once again. She really enjoyed my licking her boobs. I stopped, got my dick out of her pussy and penetrated her again. I repeated that action like six times, and whenever my dick got inside her cunt, she whined. That sound aroused me more and more. Then, she grabbed my balls and introduced my dick in her pussy, and kept holding them.

She rubbed them and moved them as if they were marbles. She looked at her husband every now and then, who was busy filling my friend's pussy. Then, Monica told me to move. She stood up and told me to lie down. She grabbed my cock, moved it a couple of times, and went down on me again.

Damn if she knew how to suck cocks. Her husband got closer with Janet and slammed Monica's ass. Monica grabbed his cock and rubbed it while she sucked mine.

Janet put her pussy on my mouth and I licked it. Then, Monica got on top of me and put my dick inside her cunt again. Her husband took Janet, made her face the wall and fucked her from behind. Monica moved her right arm to her back, got hold of my balls again, and began to play with them.

While she bounced on top of me, I touched her boobs, over and over again. At some point, I began moving them to the sides and then up and down. I loved to see how they bounced. Monica moved faster and faster and I could feel how her breathing accelerated. I grabbed her ass and balanced my body to fuck her harder.

She screamed loud. I moved my head backwards and saw how Janet's tits bounced fast. This guy was fucking her really hard. I introduced my finger into Monica's asshole again. She hissed and moved her body backwards. She groaned while my finger got deep into her anus.

Deeper and deeper until she came. She moved to my side and moaned while she moved her legs. I made her lie face down, and fingered her ass. Then, I took my dick and penetrated her again.

I sat nervously waiting in the reception and was then called into a room and given a glass of water. I left the bathroom and within a minute bumped into my new girlfriend who had decided to come after all.

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He was really rubbing in the bachelor thing. I found myself thinking. Harry poured me a glass of wine and pulled me down on the couch next to him. I was starting to feel more relaxed. Then he reached over and took the glass from my hand, and his hand brushed mine. He set my glass on the table and kissed me very slowly. Nothing had changed. I came back to the present with a start. I guess my mind just wandered.

Please forgive me. I was filled with guilt at my thoughts. I want to be with you forever. Will you marry me? I knew I wanted to be with Erroll. But how could I say yes to him with Harry hovering over me like a cloud?

I thought. Give me a little time, please, darling? In the car, Erroll kissed me tenderly. J, I know your marriage was a bad experience. Give me your answer when you can. I want you to be sure. I kissed him back. With all my heart I knew he was the right man for me. This sick tie to Harry had to be broken, or I would never have any peace in my life. I had to find the strength to do what I should have done when we first separated—end the relationship completely.

When we got home that night, Erroll walked me to the door and kissed me gently. He told me again that he loved me. It was Harry! At the same time, a feeling of relief hit me because I knew the game playing was over. It would be unpleasant, but then again it would be easier this way. I got ready for bed with a feeling of dread. At the very least, I expected a nasty phone call. Finally I drifted off into a restless sleep.

I opened my eyes, trying to see in the dark. Gradually a form took shape at the foot of the bed. You know it and I know it. He kissed me then, very gently, beginning at my ear and then more roughly as he worked his way down. The familiar ripples of desire washed over me and all my good intentions went up in smoke with the fire Harry set in me that night.

When I woke up the next morning he was gone. I thought it might have been a dream, but then I saw the nightgown on the floor, and felt the familiar pang of remorse.