Becoming A Hotwife. Caron’s Story — Caron Takes One For The Team. Part 5
I didn’t want to look at Carl. His fat, saggy, pale, jiggling body was repulsive to me.
“You’re beautiful,” Andy whispered, standing with Jane, caressing her bare petite breasts.
“Thanks, you’re sweet,” Jane answered humbly, smiling and staring into his eyes.
“So, let’s get started,” Carl said, his voice trembling, nervously excited.
“Let’s do this,” Jane said, smiling broadly, moving closer to Andy.
“Yeah. Let’s do this,” Carl repeated, reaching for my arm.
I glanced at Carl’s cock. It was erect but stubby, no more than three inches long. The shaft was mainly buried in a roll of hair-covered flesh surrounding the smooth pink-skinned tube. The thought occurred: How did these people ever mate? How is this even going to work?
Carl, with a crazed look on his face, lay beside me, and his fat fingers were franticly attacking my pussy. He began using my body as a sexual playground, his mouth and hands all over me. I turned my head to watch Andy and Jane on the other bed.
Andy and Jane were kissing and gently rubbing each other’s bodies. Their naked bodies were pressed together, and Andy’s hard…
