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Wife Used By Two Strangers
Date: 9/8/2017, Categories: Fetish, Interracial Sex, Voyeur, Author: whitewifeneedsbbc, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
to me, that the guys at that table seemed to go into an animated discussion about something and it was probably about my wife. My wife seemed to have perked up at this point, and being happy, she downed another drink. When a different guy came over to ask my wife to dance, she stood right up, so I really couldn't say no. Instead I told him that this would be her last dance because she was getting way too tipsy. 'OK,' he said, 'I'll bring her back at the end of this set.' Well, the sets were two to three songs, so that meant he would have her out there for a while. Being tipsy myself, I commented 'Yeah, if she lasts that long.' He smiled and promised to return her safely. But the set was a long one, three love songs, and even though it was dark, I saw when they revolved around one time and her rear was towards me, that he had pulled her skirt up and it looked like his hand was on her ass. Her skirt was dangling down on each side of his hand, so I couldn't see her panties, but there was no doubt that his hand had to be either on her panties, or under them. This sort of shocked me; because the guy who now had his hand on her ass was not the first one I had seen doing it on the outside of her skirt. So apparently, my wife wasn't being turned on or maybe just allowing one guy to take liberties, she was just turned on, period, to any guy who happened to be holding her. Another slow revolve and his hand was no longer on her rear, but I couldn't see his right hand as they came ... around. It seemed to be between them, and since it had to be somewhere, I assumed that now it was either on her panties in the front, or under them. My dick started tingling and grew to almost a full erection as I watched them. When the second song ended, he kept her in the center of the floor waiting for song three. Some other couples left the floor and some new ones came on, but he kept her there, not moving, but his body was in close to hers and I still couldn't see his right hand. Matter of fact, I couldn't see one of my wife's arms either. Are they playing with one another? I couldn't see for sure, but it looked like they could be. I was watching intently to see if he tried to kiss her, but any action between them, if there was any, was probably lower down. I had to wait through one more number, and if he didn't bring her back, I intended to go and get her. During that 'last dance,' they more or less stayed in one location, an area or the floor away from me, and their feet did not do much moving. I suspected that his or maybe their hands were doing more moving then their legs. When they came back to my table, my wife failed to meet my eyes with hers this time. She almost fell onto her chair and I told him that she was through for the night. He smiled and thanked me and said your wife is a good dancer. “Even when she's pretty much d***k?” “Yeah. She seems to be a natural.” Well, I don't think that was the reason he and his buddies had kept her on the floor. It was then that I ...