Nice cock, dude. Would love to see my wife stand in front of you in a skirt and a black thong underneath, letting you reach up her skirt for the waistbands at her hips. You'd flash her ass to me when her skirt hikes up over your hands then falls back in place as you peel the tiny black lace from her, slipping them down her smooth, pale thighs as the damp cotton flosses between her soft, warm, young inner thighs, until you've got her panties around her knees, where you drop them, letting the tiny, thin lace fall to the floor, crumpling around her feet. She'd step out them as she bends over and reaches down to pick them up, letting the thin black lace dangle from her middle finger and grins at you before tossing her thong at you as she playfully teases, "Keep 'em for a trophy, since you were bold enough to reach up my skirt to get 'em." You catch her damp little panties with a smile, "I'm only supposed keep trophies for gettin' laid…" Her smile gets bigger as she puts out her hand and demands, "Oh, ok, give 'em back if you want 'em." You move them away her, saying, "Too later, they're mine, now." My wife looks at me over her shoulder and says, "Rules are rules… Guess I've gotta let him fuck me since he stole my panties AND even got me to soak 'em for him, first. It's only fair he gets a piece of ass for pullin' that off, huh? He nabbed my underwear right in front of you, too!" turned back to you and raised her right foot, turning her right hip outward while setting her ankle on your shoulder, and orders, "Feel how wet I am…" You happily oblige, finding her smooth little slippery pussy with your right hand, feeling around her pink lips, running your fingers up and down her slit, one resting outside each labia and your middle finger between, all the while, rubbing your left hand up her silky smooth thigh, caressing my bottomless wife, groping her firm, round ass cheek as you reach around and cup her entire bare ass cheek with your left hand, your middle finger curving toward her crack. You'd squeeze her taut behind while pulling her towards you with it, making her moan and gasp as you corral her hips towards your face. My wife would watch you looking up at her as your face disappears behind her shaven mound. Just as your lips lock onto her now dripping pussy, holding her by the ass like a dessert platter, the initial force of you diving in face-first knocks her off her balance on her left leg, her right knee now draped over your shoulder. I'd hear you going to town on her with a lot of loud smacking, slurping, slapping and sloshing from your feverish lapping at her tasty young cunt, making her moan louder until you shove your tongue deep inside my wife's pussy, tasting her insides while gnawing on her muffin. Listening to you noisily feasting on my cumming wife, I'd start stroking, watching her legs tremble and your head buried between her wide-open thighs, eventually picking her up and setting her on your shoulders. She'd strip her top off while riding your face, then I'd watch you fondling her and manhandling her around, positioning her as you please so you can suck on her tits, licking her perky nipples with your hands on her waist and her mouth meeting yours. You and my wife embrace in a long-passionate kiss where I see her suck on your tongue numerous times while you set her onto your cock, making her cum the moment you set her on it and let her take it balls-deep from her own weight and without warning. I'd love watching the two of you make love until my wife can't walk or even stand up while you unload on her face, tits, stomach, thighs, ass, fill her with cream, or give her a mouthful as I watch you spurt across her tongue and lips before she sallows your load and empties your balls while I watch her ride your dick, service you, and eagerly take your load, thanking you afterwards.