1. Anniversary Trip ch.1 - Our Tenth Wedding Annivers


    Date: 9/7/2016, Categories: Anal Hardcore Voyeur, Author: magas911, Source: xHamster 

    ... terribly staying in the lounge for an hour or so until he's fucked me and gotten over his nervousness. Then you can join us for a threesome. Is that OK?&#034 What could I say. It was our vacation and I wanted my wife to have fun and, to tell the truth, the thought was turning me on as much as it was my wife. &#034Ok. I'll call you a couple of times just to be sure you're all right though.&#034 &#034That'll be fine.&#034 &#034Where is he?&#034 &#034He's driving to the hotel in his own car. I told him to give us a half-hour or so before he came to our room. I assured him you would be in the lounge.&#034 &#034Pretty sure of me, aren't you?&#034 &#034Yeah. I know you pretty good, Honey. I particularly know just how hard you get when some other guy is about to fuck me.&#034 I was nursing my drink in the lounge at the Four Seasons as I had been for last 30 minutes or so. The live music was good but my mind was elsewhere, in Room 215 to be exact. Finally, I could stand it no longer. Taking my drink with me, I walked up the stairs to the second floor. Our room was just down the hall. There was a &#034Do Not Disturb&#034 sign hanging on the doorknob. Standing outside the closed door, I listened but could hear nothing. I moved closer. Still nothing. Checking the hallway in both directions to be certain no one was there, I pressed my ear to the door. I could just barely hear moaning and grunting sounds. Very indistinct, but clear enough to tell me that my wife was being fucked. ...
    ... Occasionally, there was a louder thud, which I realized was the bed's headboard banging against the wall. Being afraid to stand in the hallway listening at the door, I returned to the lounge. After finishing my second drink, I called Room 215 on the hotel phone in the lobby. I heard the sound of the receiver being lifted. &#034Hi, Honey. Is everything ok?&#034 &#034Uunnnahhhh. Uunngh. Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!&#034 &#034Paula are you all right?&#034 &#034OH! OH! OH! OH! OH!.UUNNNGGHHHH. Oohhhh, Honey, he's in me. Deep. Fucking me! Oooooohhh. HARD.. getting fucked.. can't talk now. ungh. ungghhh.&#034 The line went dead, but not my cock. It was hard as steel as I listened to the dead phone line, the grunts of my impaled wife still ringing in my ears. After an hour and a half, I went back to Room 215. The &#034Do Not Disturb&#034 sign was still hanging on the doorknob. Again I pressed my ear to the door. I heard a man's voice: &#034Oh yeah, Baby! Suck it. Suck it all the way into your mouth.&#034 Paula was sucking his cock. I returned to the lounge. Two hours had passed, and I could stand no more. Taking the stairs two and three at a time, I was back at Room 215 in a flash. Inserting my key, I slowly opened the door. As soon as the door opened, I could hear my wife moaning. Slipping inside the entrance hallway, I closed the door behind me and moved to the corner of the hallway. When I peeked around the corner at the bed, I saw Paula on her back. She was naked except for the black spikes and ...
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