With that even before kissing I slipped a hand up her skirt and then began kissing her. She was so wet but my house was a no go so I asked if hers was...available"of course, I made sure no-one was in as I knew you'd be coming back"The drive was about 30 minutes but it was spent with my hand up her skirt rubbing her now swollen clit.We finally arrived and dived through the door, stripping down almost instantly."You're not a breast man I hope" she asked "I cheated tonight"I watched as she. ”“I’m pleased you changed your mind,” I smiled, and received a sheepish grin in return.“I’ve… I’ve never done anything like this before,” I continued uncertainly. “I’m not sure… how things work?”Libby looked relieved.“Neither do I,” she replied. “It seems a bit… unfeeling just to get on with it without having a chat first but…”“But?”“But I think I need to do it quickly before I chicken out again. Do you mind, Mike?”Did I mind? Did I mind fucking my wife’s prettiest friend?“Whatever makes you. More

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