Marco and Isabel

Marco and Isabel. They`re a perfect couple.

Since we had just the holiday (Oh holyday), I took out the photo album from our last summer holiday and asked Marco for our sofa to look at the pictures together. We are a cute couple. I really enjoined this summer.
She could remember the summer. Gone are the days of wintry light kissing coldly upon my face, in those blustery days the great golden orb above was friendly. When uncovered by snow or sleet laden cloud it gave colour to the day, finding any glint of greenness left in the world. When spring came its brilliant rays shone not just brightly, but with a touch of warmth, a promise of the growing seasons to come. Now in the heady heat of August, we walk on the tinder of the forest floor, dreading the moment we must leave its dense protective canopy and walk the last mile beneath the unrelenting sun. The world is painted vivid by its rays, like a new painting with still wet oils. No longer is it gently warming our bodies, bringing life back to cold muscles; now it burns unprotected skin in minutes. After the light clothing of June and July the full body smocks and hats are unwelcome, but preferable to redness and pain.    The sun that was orange only an hour ago, shining warmly upon the night-chilled soil has become a yellow inferno. There is no more softness to the world, no more hint of the darkness as it ebbs away. Now there is only the day and the heart that rains down is building as surely as that in my stove once the kindling is added. The sun is the fire and until nightfall my home will be the coolest place to be, set deep in the earth, taking the refrigeration of the soil. Out here everything will cook. So for these heady summer months I will be out in dawn and dusk, the only times with enough rays to see and not enough to burn.
Isabel sat in the middle and had the photo album on her legs, Marco left of her and I on the right. I turned the album over and pushed as if by chance her skirt on the right leg always higher. At some point we came to the side where Isabel was to be seen without the beach. Now I wanted to know what Marco holds from my horny mouse. He made her countless compliments and I turned her head to kiss her passionately. At first, she did not really kiss my kisses, but after I had laid my hand on her thigh to fondle her there, she gave in. We kissed as if we were alone.

Suddenly the album fell down and I opened my eyes. Marco had put his hand on the left thigh of Isabel and stroked her as well. She put her head back, slightly opened her thighs and enjoyed the touches. For me it was now clear that she wanted it.

I began to shorten her earlobe to work on her neck. She had to turn her head in Marcos’s direction and so she could kiss herself. Then the last ice was broken.

He stroked her thighs more and more intensively and touched as randomly from time to time her pussy through the panties. But as she did not want to be so active, I stood up, winked at Marco and left the room for a moment. I stood in the kitchen, waited a few minutes, then went back to the living room. There they were both sitting passionately on the sofa. I sat down in the opposing chair and looked at first. My feelings at this moment were a little strange. A mixture of jealousy and lust.

Now I wanted to get involved.

I sat down again in my old place around the back of Isabel and began massaging her breasts.

In return she began to stroke my bump in my pants with my right hand. Her left arm had twisted my mouse around Marco’s neck, and they both still kissed each other greedily.

Slowly I buttoned her blouse on and stripped her off. So that Isabel was not so alone, I also pulled out my T-shirt and opened my pants so my horny mouse could better rub my cock. But instead of getting into the shorts, she unbuttoned Marco’s shirt and pulled it out of him.

Again the two began to kiss. Isabel had sent her hand at Marco on the road and began to rub the not-so-small bump in his pants. I opened her bra and stripped him off. Marco seemed to have waited for it, and immediately went over her horny breasts. Isabel leaned back and enjoyed the game on her nipples. She quit it with slight groans.

Then we both sucked on their hot nipples. One on the right, the other on the left. Marco’s hand had once again disappeared between Isabel’s thighs but before he could push her panties aside to conquer her hot pleasure, she got up and took off the little something from panties. Only accompanied by a skirt, she sat down again, with her legs wide open, between us. Marco looked at her perfectly smooth shaved, slightly tanned, pussy and Isabel enjoyed his eyes visibly. Her labia were wide open and the geil juice ran over her the back entrance.

My stiff cock hurt me in the tight pants and I sucked her out. With stock stiff tail I sat next to her and she began to jerk me horny. Marco took the short moment, pulled off his pants and knelt between her thighs on the floor. Isabel stopped with her wanking movements and started as if on his shorts. Looking at her horny fuck hole he slowly pulled his pantsbund down and his horny stallion jumped out. The monster was not as steep as my cock but he was at least twice as thick. Properly miserable, I thought for a moment. But that was what I wanted to treat my wife.

Isabel’s desire was still formally written in his face. Marco could see that and he asked her if she liked his cock.

Oh yeah. She breathed.

And, he continued, “Would you like me to fuck you right in front of your husband’s eyes?

Oh yeah. She breathed again.

This, however, did not seem to suffice. He wanted her to beg her right.

Tell me that I should take you with your belt hard in the eyes of your man!

At this rate, he rubbed his glans up and down at her hole and hit the monster tail lightly on her clit.

That read with my horny mouse all the fuses burned and she groaned almost screaming: Yes, please, please fuck me hard through and show my guy times as I need it.

With this sentence, he put on his lance and slowly entered it. Isabel reared and stretched out his basin.

Only a small touch to my tail would have been enough and I would have come high.

With slow and short in and out movements, Marco burst into her pleasure.

I slid past Isabel and took her between my legs. Marco had increased the pace. The fucking hole had grown to the oversize and Isabel was moaning under his bangs.

It was just great to see how the stallion took my wife. I could feel any of his shocks. Again and again he pushed. His shocks became tougher. First he fucked with his cock only up to half in the hot pussy. But from thrust to thrust he penetrated deeper until his beating took place in her.

I twirled her nipples and that was too much for her. With a loud scream it came to her.

Trembling, holding on to me, she had a mega-orgasm that did not seem to stop.

Without her even a short moment to rest, he fucked her farther.

His moaning was now louder. Come baby, splash your hot juice in me. Fires Isabel.

Yes! Spray everything into the little Ficksau. I said.

And already his body began to twitch. In short deep shocks he pumped them full. He breathed heavily, pulling his tail out of her.

I slid past Isabel to get a shot.

Marco sat next to Isabel to rest and I took his place. At once, Isabel was licking his cock to clean him properly.

Blowing is what she loves. But swallow the juice or lick my cock after a hot fuck is not her thing. It was just cool to watch how she was trying to clean every millimeter of the wand. She must be completely fond of this thing else I could not explain it.

Also his cock had not really lost in size after he had hosed.

Her fuck hole was wide open, and the magical mixture of cunt juice and stallion milk shrouded in white shining, with an awe-inspiring scent. I could not resist this sight. A little reluctantly I licked only next to her labia upwards, but all shy and tasted the geilsaft.

Yes you little sow. Leak my pussy nice clean. Come on, give it yourself. Leak away all the juice from my hot piercing away and jerk your cock to it. I came to hear of Isabel.

The slight humiliation made me even more horny. I licked with full pleasure over the pleasure of my Ficksau and jerked as obsessed my cock. Only a few seconds I needed and the so-loved tingling began in the lumbar region and my cock began to pump. I straightened up and sprayed everything on my wife’s stomach.

Isabel had breathed life back into Marco’s tail in this short time. He jerked slowly on his shaft, looking at Isabel who rubbed my juice on his stomach. Again, the two began to snap.

I sat down on the opposite chair to catch my breath and looked at the two of them.

Isabel stood up, knelt down on the couch table and raised her ass.

My favorite position.

Behind it, you have the right height to get it really hard. For her it is rather uncomfortable since it is very hard on the table and when I fuck her she almost never comes. Therefore, I was surprised that she took this position without asking.

Marco did not need a call to dance. He stepped to her side and began to knead her tits, which still gently hung down. Or rather. He milked her udders. Like a cow, he took her nipples in her hand and drew them far down. That he met Isabel’s taste could be clearly heard.

I stood up, stepped to her head and held her my limp cock to blow. She took it in her mouth and immediately began to suck.

Marco ran her hand over her ass and then suddenly hit hard on her right ass. Isabel shrugged and bit me slightly into the still limping tail. This game he repeated several times. She was no longer frightened by the sound of gurgling sounds. His huge cock jerked threateningly against his body. He stood behind her, stroked a few times through her column and pushed his monster without warning into my horny sow.

My cock slipped out of Isabels Blasmaul as the seemingly air had to wrestle. I stood there beside her and watched powerlessly as this horny stallion muttered to my mare. Again and again his heavy eggs clapped their clit. So banging, he fucked her a good quarter of an hour until she screamed out her second exit. What I rarely managed to make this horny cock seemingly effortless.

When her orgasm had subsided, he pulled his cock out, went around her and held her his cock to blow. Isabel opened her mouth willingly and took him as best he could. Marco took her head in both hands and began to fuck her so. My cock had dressed up again by the sight of the horny fuck and I stepped behind her around him to miss her. By the stallion tail her hole was so wide that I did not feel much friction.