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We spooned our ice cream in bed. By the time we finished, Roy and I had erections. He played with her left breast, and I matched his movements on the other. She wiggled her chest back and forth and slid down in the bed. We lay beside her toying with her nipples. She spread her legs. I suspected that meant she was ready for a finger or two on her clit. But like the last time, Roy ignored her spread legs and her moans. He kissed her cheek. I kissed the other one. He kissed the side of her neck. I kissed my side. He covered her mouth with his. I kissed her cheek right next to where another man was devouring her mouth.While he sucked her nipple, I kissed her. With my tongue in her mouth, I tried to tell if I could taste him. I joined him on her other breast. I guess he knew that I was following him, letting him set the pace and watching him pleasure my wife. He pulled her leg up and turned his head to her open crotch. I joined him on the other side, pulling her leg up.She was still. .
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