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Compendium IIIThat fresh Monday morning, we agreed (or rather, the girls agreed) that I would be with Aisha that day. According to Emma, if she had taken her turn that day, we wouldn't have been able to share a single day at the next week because 'she would have used up all her turns'. But I think she did it more than anything for her enthusiasm about having a threesome with Isabella the next day, although I don't deny that she might have known Aisha's strategy beforehand. I had never seen Aisha so openly passionate. But I liked it. It was a side of hers I hadn't experienced yet and made me desire her more.
The path to her house was filled with obscene kisses and caresses, where that spectacular brunette didn't take her hands off me, her heat growing at the moment.Once we got in, she captivated me by tempting me with her curves and her brown and fleshy skin, taking me to her bedroom, which I hoped would be empty...
But her kisses and caresses made her look empowered. Slowly and without respect, she started taking off my clothes and when we reached the bed, I realized we weren't alone...
What the hell is going on here? - a annoying voice said, emerging from under the sheets.
I never in my life would have imagined that David was a good-looking guy.
He must be my age or a couple of years older. He's shorter than me, but with a much more muscular build and broad shoulders that give him an imposing presence, with a rough charm fitting for his role as captain of the boat.With bronzed skin, clearly sun-loving, and a chiseled jawline that makes him look like a rugged and trustworthy type. Red hair and short, slightly disheveled from being woken up, and piercing blue eyes with defined eyebrows, reflecting an intelligent gaze. But perhaps what's most surprising is his good physical condition, with toned arms and a solid and athletic physique, which is well justified by his work and home training.
You can imagine how pale I was, with my erection half-mast after Aisha's caresses, although she remained cheerful.
'Marco is just a friend.' He sang out in a sweet and innocent voice. 'A friend who needs help.'
'What?' he asked, still half asleep.
'Marco is the friend I told you about,' she purred, as if it were a joke. 'The one with the baby. I brought him here to help him.'
He adjusted his hair and revealed a bit of his bare chest, showing off his imposing torso.
'Help him with what?' he asked, rubbing his face like he'd woken up drunk or something.
Aisha looked at him annoyed.
'You haven't done a good job with me all week. And Marco is a friend in need,' she sentenced seriously, leaving the challenge hanging in the air.
His words immediately snapped David out of his daze. He was staring at his wife, his thoughts racing at a thousand miles an hour.
He couldn't believe his wife could be unfaithfully open... but at the same time, he noticed something about remorse from him.
Without giving us time to process what was happening, Aisha undressed, revealing a scandalous set of lingerie that He seen it before with me and it had driven me crazy on the spot. Aisha's eyes were fixed on David, in a clear serious, defiant, and charged-with-desire expression.
If you can last longer than him, - she tempted her husband, pointing at me with her chin. - you'll be able to sleep with me. But if he wins, I'll be his for the rest of the morning.David's words shook David. He swallowed saliva and looked at me seriously, feeling intimidated. Without any reserve, he uncovered his husband between the sheets, revealing his nudity, something that froze and impacted him.
Needless to say, the tension of the moment had him very intimidated and in those moments, his manhood was not envied by anyone.
It was then that I noticed Aisha handing him a black and rectangular object.
'Take your time!' - she ordered her, giving him the object with a gaze revealing fury, while she knelt down in front of us.
The face of David filled with fright as his wife began to massage his tiny device.No! Not that stupid clock again!David protested, his words resonating in my ears.She started working fervently with such speed as if she seemed to be seeking her own pleasure.
• It's the most just. – he said, looking at him with a perturbing smile. - How will I measure your resistance?
David felt the pressure between his shoulders, his penis shrinking again before the skilled hand of his wife. But it didn't last long.
Aisha's rhythm was scandalous and slowly, David had to close his eyes, given that the semi-naked body of the ebony goddess who is his wife was captivating.
Take my time! - she ordered again, her winning smile already. She had lost already half a minute of advantage, unlocking the device and activating the timer function, which seemed to know almost by heart.
Aisha's body was shaking captivatingly, her melons vibrating like jelly and her bum eager seeking a good cock...
David's breathing became agitated, trying in vain to control himself, but Aisha's fingers were no rivals for him. He took less than four minutes to ejaculate, releasing some scrawny drops and showing an unimpressive erection before my eyes.
Aisha looked at him with disdain.
• Now it's my friend's turn. - she commented, turning to me.
Noticing the bulge in my underwear, she smiled morbidly. As if opening a Christmas gift, she discovered my penis with pleasure, looking at me with those seductive eyes in gratitude.
It looks like I have a lot of work ahead of me. David's face turned livid, his curiosity getting the better of him. His eyes were inscrutable, with a whirlpool of emotions: anger, jealousy, and even a little excitement. He had never seen his wife like this before, so unbridled and yet, controlling.
He started caressing me softly, enjoying my touch. With one hand, he massaged the shaft lovingly, while with the other, he squeezed my testicles caringly.
As Aisha began to give me pleasure, David watched us horrified and fascinated at the same time. Her skills had no rival, and it was clear that she had practiced before.
With a contented smile, looking at me with sweetness in her eyes, she ordered again:
Take your time! - with a tone of voice that reflected almost peace.
Petrified, with almost 2 minutes to spare according to my estimates, David restarted the timer again.
But it was clear that Aisha wanted to play with us. Her hand maintained a rhythm she already knew wouldn't make me cum, instead torturing David with her comments.
Wow, Marco! You're too big! - she commented with a fake voice. I bet your wife is a very happy woman! I never thought you were... so gifted!
Aisha started looking at my erection with greater desire, while David watched us wordlessly as his wife's lips became restless before a cock that wasn't hers.
As I won't get very far! - she said with a sultry voice of a slut. I think I'll enjoy this a lot!
And with the tip of her tongue, she started to feel my glans, staring at me fixedly in the eyes. Slowly, as if it were a fruit on her lips, Aisha began to kiss it, enjoying its flavor, before a rhythm that both of us knew would not take us anywhere.Incapable of moving, David watched how his wife devoured slowly the cock of a type that, until twenty minutes earlier, was a complete stranger to him. And without even realizing her own reflexes (probably, mesmerized by the captivating ass of her wife covered by that tiny thong), she started to squeeze her own penis with her hands.
For then, her husband had no words. With half a cock in her mouth, Aisha was limited to only letting out guttural sounds, which slowly cut off the air.By little did David not spit his saliva when noticing how his wife swallowed my dick all the way down to the base, her eyes tearing up and making the typical and erotic Guck, guck that women make during porn movies, swallowing cock beyond the uvula. When Aisha swallowed almost to the base, David's jaw was about to fall to the floor, while I felt like I was in heaven.
Her throat constricted around my tip, making me sigh. I was just a little bit away from coming, very little and barely could hold on.
- Aisha, I'm going to come! - I warned her, but instead of moving away, Aisha hugged me from behind and swallowed me deep into her throat.
Her cheeks puffed up while she sucked me, her eyes looking at me with gratitude. The sound of Aisha's throat swallowing was the only sound that broke the atmosphere. When it stopped, she let out a thirsty sigh, tired but not content. She took my semi-erect penis, arranged her hair and with complete calm, cleaned my penis with her tongue as if it were a delicious bite.
Time! - she ordered, her voice smooth with pleasure.
At that moment, three miserable drops splashed onto Aisha's feet, coming from David's cock that was watching in amazement how his wife swallowed another man's semen, her mouth and tongue greedily savoring the leftovers.
Her sticky fingers had a little trouble unlocking the screen, with David having to wipe his fingers on the bedspread.
His gaze turned desperate.
Twelve minutes, fifty-four seconds. - whispered David, his soul leaving his body before the incredulity of his tone.
My cock remained erect, while his seemed to have shrunk more. Aisha was playing with me, jerking and slapping me against her mouth and tongue, with a triumphant smile, her lips soaked with remnants of my manhood.
• It seems I won! - she told her husband, kissing him fervently on the lips, not giving him time to react to the content of his lips' shine. - Now then, who will clean up this mess?
David looked at the floor, his own semen piled at Aisha's feet. Nervous and submissive under his wife's gaze, he knew what she was looking for and unable to disobey her, he knelt down before her to clean her with a sheet's wrapper.
As he kneeled down, Aisha took advantage of whispering in my ear loud enough for David to hear.
• Now, let's show him what's been lost. - her voice, loaded with sensuality.
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