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I mean, I don't know if we should share the expensive kind we usually get for our anniversary? That might be a bit excessive."

While John was talking, Clarissa was barely listening to her husband. She was busy enough pushing her hot cunt up and down on his friend's massive cock. Dave was bigger than she had expected, and Clarissa had spent twenty minutes sucking on that monster, enjoying the way it stretched her lips and pushed against the back of her throat. "Oh, baby... I... well, sweetie... ohhh... I think he deserves the best... mmmmhhhh... what? Oh... I can just already taste the champagne in my mouth... mmmmmmhhhhhh... soooo good......" Dave had a good grip on her waist, helping her to fuck his cock into her much deeper than her husband ever could. He was tantalized by his friend's wife's huge breasts, as they bounced up and down in front of his eyes.

Clarissa licked her lips while her husband was complaining about the price of that champagne. "Hold on a moment, sweetie.... ohhh... just a sec." She slid her cunt off of Dave's cock, which was covered in her cunt juices, and pulled him off of the couch. She moved onto hands and ellbows on it, holding the phone in her hand again. She talked sweetly to her husband while his friend got in position to ram his cock into her married cunt from behind. "Well darling, he really is a good friend. I like him a lot. And baby..." She had to take a break, and sighed deeply as the huge cock slid back into her pussy. Dave only stopped when his whole fat cock was in her tiny cunt, and his heavy balls pushing against her clit.

"Mmmmh, baby, he told me he really regrets what happened between you two." She bit her lip and started to move her hips. Dave just watched as his friend's horny wife moved her ass and slid her pussy back and forth on his big pole. She took a deep breath and talked again. "He has felt guilty and he really..." Dave started to fuck into her now, holding her by her slim waist. "Wants to... " Her heavy breasts were rubbing over the couch, back and forth, as she got fucked with deep long thrusts. "Make up..." She held the phone shut with one hand to let out a long groan. "Ooooohhhhhhmyyyyygoddddd... fuck me harder, Dave... make me cum all over that fat cock... god I needed this..."

John heard that something was up, but he couldn't quite make out what it was. He assumed his wife was feeling awkward talking about this with Dave right there. "I'll talk to him about it, baby. I'll be home in thirty minutes." Clarissa groaned deeply and placed her head on the couch. She simply laid the phone next to her head and reached between her legs with both hands. Her manicured, dark red nails were a strong contrast against her light pink pussy as she stretched her fuckhole open, so that her husband's old friend could fuck into it deeper. "Okay sweetie... ohhh.... take your time.... mmmmh and darling?"

"Yes?" John said. He picked out a bottle of very expensive champagne. If his wife really thought that Dave was such a good guy, he might even forgive him for screwing his girl friend so many years ago. He trusted Clarissa's judgment in people. While he was having these thoughts, his wife groaned and moaned into the couch so her husband couldn't hear that she was being fucked harder than he had ever taken her. She felt her climax coming on, and her whole body tensed up. Her well fucked cunt became tighter, and this caused Dave to groan, RAM into her, and pump her full of cum. Just as her womb was being filled up by her husband's friend's seed, and she was coming all over that huge cock, their mixed cum dripping on her couch, she said gently: "I love you!"

John smiled. "I love you too sweetie. See you soon." He paid for the champagne and headed home. By the time he arrived, his wife had had five more orgasms. When he rang the doorbell - he hadn't gotten his keys earlier - Clarissa pouted and pulled her ass, which was freshly filled with hot cum, off of her husband's friend's cock. Dave zipped up, and she straightened out, but the smell of sex was strong in the air, and there were big fuck juice spots on the couch, the table, and the carpet. John ignored all of this when he stepped in, for his own sanity's sake. His subconscious filtered it out, and he was proud of his gorgeous wife as he served her, and their once-again good friend Dave, a round of expensive champagne to celebrate. Clarissa had one more small orgasm as she was sipping on the champagne, feeling cum trickle down out of her cunt and ass while she was sitting next to her husband, and realized that Dave was spending the night.

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Keywords: Old, Clarissa:, Friend,