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The Tunnel of Love - Catesby
Date: 7/7/2016, Categories: Hardcore, Author: crack-crack, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
asked me. “You paying for them too?” I was about to say no when the thought suddenly struck me what might happen if the guys went on this ride with my wife too. It would be dark in there and nobody would see what they were doing with her. “Yeah,” I said, giving him the money. “I’m sitting this one out.” The train had filled up by now and I kept my back to Jenny as the operator started the ride. Then I turned around with a surprised look on my face as if I didn’t realise that the train was already moving. I shrugged and Jenny smiled and gave me a little wave. The next three minutes felt like the longest I had ever experienced. I was imagining all sorts of things happening. When the doors opened and the train eventually arrived back all the passengers were screaming or laughing or both. Jenny had her hands behind her back and it wasn’t until the train stopped completely that I realised that she was frantically trying to do up the strap of her bikini bra. I could just about imagine that her sarong might have come loose on the earlier ride but there was no way her bra could have come undone by its own accord. Either she or one of the young men had done it. My cock was bursting at the thought that one or more of them had had a feel of her bare naked tits. Jenny’s face was a mixture of embarrassment, exhilaration and excitement as she climbed out of the train, still adjusting her bra strap. One of the lads called out to her, asking if she enjoyed the ride. She turned to stare at ... him but said nothing. She didn’t need to. Her eyes were on fire with arousal. She took my arm and led me back around one of the tents and began kissing me feverishly. Her desire was obvious. She placed my hand between her legs and I felt how wet and warm she was. “They touched you, didn’t they?” I asked, my voice breathless with excitement. “They undid your bra and felt up your tits.” She looked into my eyes for a few moments, long enough to see that my only emotion was lust, not jealousy. “Yes,” she whispered. “Oh Andrew, they did. It was…” “You enjoyed it, didn’t you?” “Yes. Yes I did. As soon as the ride started I felt it. The one sitting behind me, his hands fiddling with my bra. I knew exactly what he was doing, but, I didn’t want him to stop. He undid the strap and pulled it down and then I felt both his hands on my tits. Oh God, he was really groping me. Then the one sitting beside him leaned over and moved one of his hands out the way so he could have a feel too. I’ve never felt two different men touching my tits before. It felt really…naughty. I couldn’t help it. I don’t think I could have stopped them, even if I wanted to.” “But you didn’t want them to stop,” I said, encouraging her to tell me more. “No,” she admitted. “No, I didn’t. After a while, the one beside me, he leaned down and began sucking one of my nipples. The three of them were fighting over me, all of them trying to feel me up. It made me feel so dirty, but so horny too. I’m sorry Andrew.” “Hey,” I said. ...