SEXIS WRONG

where. He looked up to see my reaction. “We don’t have a
lot of time,” he said. “So we thought we’d just get down to
business.”
“Of course,” I said. I let my jacket drop, revealing a white lacy
bodysuit with matching white thigh-high stockings.
“Wow,” Betty said. “Doesn’t she look beautiful, Frank?”
“Oh, yes, darling,” he answered. “Just like a little angel.”
“Thank you,” I said. “You both are looking quite sexy yourselves.”
“Really?” Frank asked. “You don’t think we’re too old?”
I laughed and said, “Too old? You can’t be older than thirtyfive.”
He cleared his throat and smiled. “Try fifty, darling,” he said.
“I don’t believe you.”
“It’s true,” he said, flexing his biceps. “Lots of exercise and
sex...right, baby?” he said to his wife.
Betty smiled and nodded, then pointed to the floor. “Frank,
darling, would you get my bag for me?”
“Of course, dear.” He handed it to her and sat back down on
his towel.
She opened the bag and pulled out a white hanky, which she
neatly spread on the table. She then proceeded to take out
an impressive collection of sex toys and lube, which she carefully
arranged on the hanky.
“She wants you to watch her,” Frank said.
I grabbed a chair and sat down right next to her.
Betty picked up a large hot-pink dildo from the table and started
licking the sides as she gazed into my eyes. “What do you
think of my husband’s cock?” she asked.
I looked over at Frank. He proudly held it out for me to see.
“Isn’t it perfect?” Betty asked. “It’s the most perfect cock
I’ve ever seen. He could have been a model.”
Frank smiled and looked down at his cock. “I don’t know
about that, baby,” he said with a laugh.
“No, I agree. It’s really a nice one,” I said. “I’ve seen a lot, and
I’d have to say it’s one of the nicer ones.”
“Really?” he said. “You’re not just saying that?”
“Of course not,” I said.
“Wow, thanks,” he said. “That means a lot coming from an
expert.”
I was no expert.
Betty grew bored of licking and sucking the dildo and decided
to play with her light-blue, medium-sized vibrator instead.
She picked up her lube, squeezed a generous dollop onto her
palm, and reached between her legs, working the slippery
mess into all her curves and folds. She gave the vibrator a
quick suck and turned it on, filling the room with a low, steady
hum. She teased each of her nipples with the vibrating tip
before moving down between her legs. She closed her eyes
and gently worked the vibrator back and forth over her clit,
moaning softly. “Come here, Frank,” she gasped. “I want to
show Kate how I suck your cock.”
Frank quickly got up from the floor and walked over to the
couch. He took his cock in his hand and waved it teasingly
over her face. Betty stretched her tongue and wagged it wildly,
trying to reach it.
“You want this, don’t you?” he said in a husky voice. Betty
nodded. He lowered himself, and she greedily took his firm
cock into her mouth, making him gasp and moan as his hairy
ass forged onward in delight. Betty looked over to make sure
I was watching. She reached her free hand between her legs
and spread her hairy lips, revealing the soft, pink wetness beneath.
She lowered the vibrator further and let just the tip slip
inside her tight pussy, teasing herself...and me. She pulled
away from Frank and said, “I think I’m ready, baby.”
He paused for a moment, trying to catch his breath. “Okay,”
he said as if he knew exactly what she wanted. He reached
inside Betty’s bag and pulled out a pair of latex gloves and a
small plastic bag. Anticipating my reaction, he immediately
said, “Don’t worry, we’re not crazy. We just like to take precautions.”
“Of course,” I said, not totally convinced.
He kneeled at the side of the couch near her feet.
I slowly stripped off my bodysuit, letting it fall to the floor,
and danced around the couch in my bra and G-string. “You
have such a great body,” Betty said. “I know you can’t touch
us, but I was wondering if you could sit over my face while I
come?”
“Sure,” I said, smiling. “I’d love to.”
We all stood up and laid out clean towels on the floor. Betty
lay down first and resumed with her vibrator. Frank followed,
sliding between Betty’s legs to lick up all her juices. I got on
all fours and carefully crawled over Betty toward Frank until
my pussy was directly over her face. “Can you lower yourself
just a little more, honey?” Betty gasped.
I lowered my hips until I was just inches above her. “Perfect,”
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