chubby webcam squirt She tried to drag me somewhere, but since before the trip I warned her about it and we agreed that she would not disturb me, she endured it.
But when she finally got tired of all this and the live music changed to dance, she went to the dance floor.
I was so passionate about socializing with friends that I didn’t pay attention to my wife at all.
During the next break, I began to look through the eyes of Irku.

She came off the dance floor in full.
There were a lot of people there, among whom I noticed one guy about our age, who danced with a happy face opposite Irka, and she merrily lit up with him.
In the dance he took her by the hands, at the right moment supported her waist, etc.
I started occasionally glancing at them.
A slow dance began, and naturally, they danced together and said something to each other with laughter, in order not to shout over the music, clinging ever closer together.
When I once again looked at them, I noticed the hands of Irina on the neck of this guy, while with the fingers of one hand she played with his hair on the back of her head and smiled at him sweetly.

Their bodies are so tightly pressed against each other that her boobs are almost flattened on his body, as she does not wear a bra with summer dresses.
In the dance, he gently stroked her hands, sides, and then put his hands on the lower part of the waist, or rather, almost on the ass.
In order not to spoil the evening neither myself nor her, I decided to leave this moment unheeded, continuing to drink alcohol with my friends.
During the tango, they danced, posing as professionals, tried to repeat famous movements.
He turned her back, pulled her tightly to him, ran her hands down the sides, over her hips, abruptly turned her face to him and bent back, she reached out to his neck with both hands, as if lying down on him, then he pulled her upper part away body, and the bottom was holding the waist with his hands. old ripe mature webcam
His thigh turned tight against my wife’s pussy.
I noticed a sweet languor on her face at the moment when she threw back her head.
I was worried about this situation, but at that moment I was distracted by friends, pouring another glass of brandy.

I did not want to betray my anxiety and decided to act at ease.
We drank, laughed at something and for some time I forgot about my wife again.
When I came to my senses, there was already no wife on the dance floor.
I became agitated, of course, told my friends that my wife had already danced and went to bed, and it was time for me to go to her too.
I went to our room to make sure that my wife really went to bed.
Approaching the room, I found a slightly open door.
There were muffled voices in the room.
There were two of them: male and female! My heart beat fast.
What was happening in the room from the corridor was not visible and in order not to look stupid in front of people passing by, I quietly opened the door and entered the room like a thief.
In the corridor the light was turned off, so I went unnoticed.
Shielding the door behind me, I turned to face the events.
Looks like they, too, just entered.
He held her in his arms in the middle of the room, and she held her neck with both hands.

At the same time they sucked passionately.
Then he put Irka on the floor and, without stopping to kiss, with one hand held her tightly by the waist, holding her close, and the second stroked through her dress and crumpled her breast.
Having played enough with a breast, the hand slid on a waist down and tightly squeezed one buttock.
The dress was very light, so he perfectly sensed every inch of her body.
Slightly crouching, he put his hand on her beautiful leg at the hem of the dress and, returning to the opposite position, he ran his hand over his leg, lifting up the dress higher and higher.
When his hand was on the buttock again, the dress from this side naturally was pulled to the waist and even I could see that there were no panties on Irka.
He sarcastically noted this, and she only giggled softly.
He did the same thing with his second hand and now he crushed the halves of my wife with both hands, tightly pressing her against him.
They were about the same height, so his hard member rested clearly in its groin area.

He decided to check the condition of her secret place and launched his hand in front of it.
From his satisfied face, I realized that Irka was flowing.
He pulled his hand out and, right in front of her face, licked her squeezed fingers, and she joined.
It was crazy for me to see this, because Irka never took my dick in her mouth after he had been inside her, because she completely refused to taste her own taste.
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