The guys were enamored with her, watching her every move with rapt attention. She started turning again, rotating as she danced in the middle of our little three-man circle, and my fingers slipped from her pussy to her thighs. Now as we danced I made a point of running my hands up and down her body, kneeling all the way down to the floor to tickle her ankles before coming back up. “Let’s try it out!” They went back to the living room to get it started and we followed, but not before my wife swiped the tequila. Without breaking eye contact she licked from my ribs up to my neck and salted the line. Fuck me hard and deep! She cooed at my touch and rotated her hips, sticking out her ass to let my fingers bury themselves inside her wet womanhood. Little did they know, they were in for the time of their lives. By the time I had gotten them past her hands the top of her dress had peeled down to her ribs, letting her naked breasts spill out into the warm air.
