Miriam Has a Foursome (Part 20)

4.11.2012 | By: Miriam

Miriam’s erotic adventures are four times as wild this time!

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I don’t see Boris well, because I’m still dazed from my orgasm, but I recognize his horny look when he checks out Donatella’s tanned bottom in white panties with that practical slit down the middle. Donatella looks at me startled and wants to move away, but I hold her close, so that Boris can still enjoy the view. In a husky voice I tell her it’s ok. Boris steps closer and says quietly: “Is this a private party or can I join in?” Donatella gives me a questioning look and I nod enthusiastically, while explaining to Boris: "I’ve had my fun, but Donatella hasn’t climaxed yet." Boris doesn’t hesitate for a second, he steps right up to Donatella’s lovely bum and caresses her gently. Then he bows down to her lips and waits for permission till he kisses her. “Yummy, you taste like Miriam …”Then he gets back to her tush while I’m still holding Donatella and pressing her face against my bosom.

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In the mirror, I see Boris move her slit panties to the side and test how moist she is with his tongue. Donatella shivers in my arms and gives a small moan. Boris licks her slowly, as he always does, and I know he’s driving her wild, just like he did me, many times. Donatella is wriggling now, and I’m really aroused by seeing her so excited. I manage to slide from under her hot body and watch Boris licking her from behind, while I play with the dildo Donatella “forgot” in me. When Boris’s tongue gets to her anus, Donatella loses it – she’s crumpling up the sheets and almost sobbing. “Don’t torture her, Boris” I say “you can see how bad she needs it”.Boris smiles at me and asks Donatella considerately “Where would you like it?”. Donatella manages to sob out “Everywhere”. “Fine by me” says Boris and finally frees his beautiful cock form his jeans. I haven’t seen it in a while so I say hello by giving it a long wet kiss. Donatella watches us longingly so I remind Boris to get to her. I watch up close when he inserts his cock, wet from my saliva into her tight love hole framed by the white lace of her panties. He thrusts only a couple times, her face contorted with pleasure and then he starts caressing her other hole, moist form his saliva. He tests her with his finger, relaxing her, adding another finger and preparing her something bigger. He takes his thick shaft out of her little cunt and gives me a meaningful look, nodding towards Donatella’s anus. I understand immediately and add some of my spit onto her butt. Boris’ cock is huge so I help Donatella by caressing her clit. Once he’s completely inside her, they settle down. I caress Donatella’s clit and nipples and let my hand wonder over to Boris’s balls every now and again. Soon they get so engrossed by their slow, unusually sensuous dance that they forget I’m there. I stop touching them and enjoy the show, leaving Donatella to play with her clit herself.Despite enjoying the show I can’t help feeling a little left out. Just when I’m getting a little impatient, George appears. “Have they left you all alone?” he asks and takes his clothes off in a second. I take his penis into my mouth, hungrily, while the replica of that great shaft remains inside me. I try to swallow it whole, but I just can’t make it. George smiles at my attempts and pulls the replica out. “Here’s what we’ll do.” he says and lies on the huge bed with his face underneath his wife’s.They exchange a strange smile; she bows towards his face and kisses him passionately. George invites me to straddle his erect cock. I carefully position myself on him and Donatella watches me intently, while I slowly take him in. Watching, she has her first orgasm, but despite the contractions of her tight hole, Boris keeps his cool and after a short break starts giving it to her again, slowly. Meanwhile I get more and more aroused now that I finally feel a real cock, made of flesh and blood and pulsating veins, inside of me. When my wild ride almost brings me to the edge, George takes a hold of my hips to slow me down a little and starts thrusting himself. I give in to him and watch Boris. His arms are leaning on Donatella’s cute little butt and his wavy, circular motions drive me insane – I remember what his cock feels like, while feeling George’s shaft inside me. Boris watches my boobs as they bounce up and down and then looks me in the eye. We share a long, deep look. When I see that he’s about to come, I let myself go too, enjoying the wild rhythm. Boris takes his beautiful penis out of Donatella’s little tush and sprays her arched back. At the same time, my love-hole starts contracting around George’s dick so that he’s forced to push me off. In a magnificent arch, he sprays his man-juice over my breasts.