Me, My Wife and Clara
Last month, I was down with fever for a few days. The first three days were terrible. On the fourth day, I could move and the physician had said I would be completely well in two more days.
When I was ill, my wife looked after me well. I was very happy with her. It reinforced my feeling that she truly loved me very much.
When I had started moving about, my wife invited her mother Clara to our house. Clara came into my room, spoke something and then went away to let me rest. I fell asleep. When I opened my eyes again, it was evening. I needed water. I called out to my wife. She didn’t reply. I was almost all right now. I thought I would go and fetch the water myself. I started in the kitchen’s direction.
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On the way, I passed our bedroom. What I saw there held me spellbound. Clara was sprawled over my wife, completely naked, as was my wife, and both were licking each other’s clits in a 69 manner. I was agape. My mouth began drying up. But, at the same time, a wicked excitement began building up. Even at her age, Clara had a very pert body. Her skin was as creamy smooth as my wife’s.
Suddenly, Clara turned and saw me. I thought she would hide or something, but she did nothing of the sort. Instead, she kept looking longingly at me. My wife saw me then too. She gave me the impish smile that always disarmed me.
I was, by now, fully excited. I unbuttoned my shirt and unzipped my shorts and left them at the door. Completely naked as them, I entered the room. Clara grabbed my dick and immediately started sucking on it. My wife fondled my balls. Two women were working on my cock – I would have gone mad right there.
I then made both of them to bend over and checked out their asses. How creamily smooth they were! Their pussies showing from beneath their asses just made the whole scene so very exciting. I then entered Clara and masturbated my wife with my finger.
The funny part is that I became perfectly all right after that little session. Now, if I ever am sick, I know exactly who to call.
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