.. Her hands clasped his neck, Artyom supports Dasha under her back with one hand, and rubs my wife's chest with the other ... And rubs her pretty rudely, as it seemed to me. They are still kissing, kissing a hickey. Artyom began to unbutton his wife's robe - the first, second, third ... His hand goes down below and below ... Here are all the buttons open and his hand began to move the floor of the robe to the side. Gradually, the right side of his wife's body began to become bare - the leg appeared white panties, part of the abdomen, chest ... There was no bra under Dasha's bathrobe ...

Finally, their lips parted. It seemed to me that an entire eternity had passed. Or maybe just the time went slower. Dasha threw back her head. Artem began to kiss her face neck. She was saying something, or rather, it was more like mumbling. But I could not make out her words. He had already reached her chest ... Artem weakened the arm that supported her back, and Dasha gently sank her back on the sofa. The second hand sank down on his stomach, and he began to tighten panties. He coped with this fairly easily, not without the help of Dashka. She raised her ass a little, making it easier for him. His hand slipped between her legs. the wife bent her legs at the knees and slightly spread them to the side, thereby closing my view ... Soon she swam - she closed her eyes, her breath quickened, a low moan was heard.

Artem got up, took off his shirt, pulled off his jeans, then his pants ... while he was undressing, Dasha, lying on the sofa, swaying from side to side, was freed from the robe. Then she spread her legs wide apart, as if inviting ... At that moment I saw her pink, open pussy, which all glistened from her discharge.

Artyom abruptly entered my wife, and, in my opinion, the entire length of his penis. Dasha even quietly oyknula. Then he did not hastily began to plow my wives. I only saw his moving ass, between her legs.

Soon his back and back were covered with sweat. Dasha began to moan slightly. He continued unhurriedly to tear her up. Time passed and nothing changed on the sofa, the same unhurried rhythm, the quiet creaking of the sofa, the moans of the wife. No, I lie, my wife's moans grew louder. The more this action went on, the more loudly Dasha moaned.

I do not know, I again got the impression that time had stopped, as when they were kissing.

The groans became so loud that, according to the idea, they would have to wake me up, even if I slept. Yes, and the neighbors should have been heard. She wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her mouth in his shoulder. The groans became more muffled, but still remained loud. Her body tightened and even slightly arched, as far as the mass of Artem allowed. She went into a long sound "aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" and her body went limp. In the room now only Artem's sniff could be heard. And he continued to peck her all at the same pace, his wife’s limp body was moving back and forth on the sofa under his pressure.

His pace began to increase, he made an animal roar and made a couple of movements, and drove s ... to his wife for the most tomatoes, froze.

So they lay on the couch without any movement, she is down, he is on it.

The terrible excitement that engulfed me was gone, and then I discovered that I had finished. Finished in panties without hands, just from what he saw. I did not even remember at what point it happened, so the sight caught me ... It was a bit unpleasant and it would be worth going to wash myself, but I was afraid to say that I was not sleeping and I saw everything.

I had a strange state - I felt terribly tired, as if I had been plowing at work all day, even more, the complete devastation of all forces. Glancing at their fixed bodies once more, I left my vantage point and lay down on the bed.

Then in the next room voices were heard, someone walked ... But I already heard this in a half-slumber ...

It’s hard to say how much I’ve overslept, most likely nothing at all, because the room was still dark and it’s still pretty early in the summer. In the next room it was also dark, there was no strip of light, as before. I heard their voices, but they spoke very quietly. I got up and went to the door again. But even here I could not make out anything.

The room was illuminated only by the light penetrating from the window. Soon the eyes got used to the darkness and I could see something.

The sofa was laid out and covered with linen. Artyom was lying on the back of the wall, closer to the edge of the couch, leaning against his chest, Dasha. He hugged her, I saw his hand on her back. Most likely, they were completely naked, most of the bodies were hidden by a sheet draped from the bottom to the waist. But the fact that it is, I did not doubt at all.

From what he saw the heart often beat. And then for some reason, I still thought that her hand was holding his dick ... I was instantly terribly excited ...

They whispered about something, the wife sometimes quietly laughed. And nothing else happened, I even. To be honest, I was a little disappointed. I was already pretty tired of standing at the door and I wanted to go to bed again when Dasha started to move down the sofa. Sinking to the level of his groin, she froze. Of course, I didn’t see everything clearly, only silhouettes. For a while her head was rather high above the sofa, and then ...

At that moment I was one hundred percent, even two hundred, sure that she took his dick in her mouth. Then her head began to move quietly.

Heck! My wife sucked off her ex-boyfriend!

Heard the characteristic sounds, she smacked her with pleasure! With all my desire I could not see what was really happening, but I could imagine all this. Knowing how my wife was doing a blowjob, I could make everything mentally in my head. How she wraps her head around with her lips, how she sucks her, how she swallows a dick deep in her mouth, as much as possible, how she runs her tongue along the trunk of her dick. In general, I was excited to such a terrible state that after some time, I involuntarily finished again ...

Sucking Artem and swallowing his sperm Dasha returned to the same position that was before the blowjob. She lay down next to him, pressing her breast against him and hugging him. I again went to bed in the bedroom.

The next time I woke up in the morning. Dasha slept next to me, pressing her chest to me. In the dream she was smiling at something. From her lips came the smell of semen. I got up, went into another room, naked Artem slept on a crumpled sheet. I think that they didn’t do it with a single suction ... Most likely, at least once again he tore off my spouse ... But this is just my guess ...