The Snow White Slut was my wife

My bosses had sent me on a business trip to Mazatlán. It would only be three days, but it was enough time for me to invite my wife to come with me. My wife was thrilled. During our second night, after dinner, we were sitting at the bar chatting with the bartender; it was just superficial talk. At a certain hour, the bartender announced that the bar was closing and if we wanted another drink, it would be through room service. My wife was very horny that night, so she took me to the room and once in bed, we started kissing and caressing. She told me she had prepared for a moment like this; I left her and went to the bathroom, when I got back, oh surprise, she was wearing your complete white snow outfit, Foxy version, A thong that barely contained those ass cheeks, her heels making them stop more, We decided we could order another drink and my wife called room service and we kept kissing and touching, lying on the bed. We were both very hot. I was kissing her neck and touching her appetizing tits, while she was rubbing my cock to make it hard. In the middle of that ardent moment, someone knocked at the door; I got up and opened it slightly so as not to show the bulge of my hard cock to the bartender who was standing outside with a tray. It was the same bartender we had been chatting with in the bar. He came with a tray of our drinks and entered while I stepped aside, trying to cover my enormous erection. The guy then saw my wife lying on the bed, her beautiful round tits sticking out of her top and the very slut turned around, subtly provoking him. Note that at that moment, she even got hotter. While he was standing there, my wife got up and came towards me. She unzipped my pants and started sucking my hard cock. Then, she grabbed my cock and lay down on the bed again. There we made the The thong was on one side and she started to touch her wet and soaked pussy with her fingers. She made a gesture to the young bartender, who smiled and came over to her. She continued to suck my cock while pointing at herself and starting to rub the hard barman's cock through his pants. My wife wore the thong very wet that night, so I opened her legs and leaned down to lick her swollen clitoris. Meanwhile, she pulled out the barman's cock and started sucking it. He loved it. Although my wife had her mouth occupied with that cock, I knew she was coming under my tongue, as she started to moan and gasp loudly and moved her hips up and down to match the movement of my tongue. Suddenly, she pulled out the barman's cock from her mouth and cried in ecstasy, while her body shook in the midst of orgasm. Then I took off my pants and made my wife get on all fours. Later, I put my cock in her ass from behind, while she continued to suck the barman's cock between her legs and moaned loudly, enjoying my expert wife's oral skills. Soon, I realized she was coming again, so I pushed it even harder and faster, making her cry and scream with pleasure. Suddenly, she pulled out the cock from her mouth and the barman spat his load into her mouth. I took it out of her pussy and masturbated until I came in her mouth too. There was so much cum in her mouth that I thought she was going to choke. The very slut played with our toys, swallowed them all, and cleaned up the rest with her fingers and tongue on her face. The bartender showed his gratitude, saying it had been the best blow job he'd ever enjoyed from a hotel guest. After we got dressed and composed ourselves, I went down to smoke a cigarette with him, leaving my wife alone in the bedroom. She wanted to enjoy a hot shower, she said.