My wife Gina was making a lot more groans and moans than she ever made with me eating her out (or even fucking for that matter). She wet the rag and soaped up one side. The room was pitch black. When I let go of Donna’s hips, she fell on top of Gina as I rolled over along side of both my wife an Donna. As Donna had her first orgasm I was splashed in the face with her pussy juice. As I was pouring my drink, Donna was in the refrigerator looking in the bottom shelf and that niteshirt displayed her ass and pussy. Gina screamed and started to storm out of the room. I walked in on Donna and Gina naked on our bed with Donna’s face planted in Gina’s twat. Donna and I whispered our plan. The room was pitch black. Donna then turned over on her belly and up on all fours. I pulled off my cloathes as quickly as possible.
