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He pulled her against his humping bulge while she straddled one of his legs and matched his gyrations. I was certain that if the song didn’t end soon, he’d be fucking her right there on the dance floor. It really surprised me as I’d never seen her let anyone treat her that way. I just chalked it up to the fact we had been celebrating hard, and she was quite inebriated. When the music ended and the lights came up, the man followed Lynda to our table where he slid in next to me, pulling Lynda in after him. “You have a beautiful wife, Ed. She’s invited me to follow you home so I can present an offer to both of you. I hope that’s okay with you?” he asked, knowing I really had nothing to say about it at teen that point. Arm-in-arm with my wife, he escorted us to our car. He gently kissed my wife on the lips and said he’d be right back with his vehicle. Momentarily, he was there with a new Maserati, ready to follow our old Ford Escort station wagon to the house. “Who the fuck is he?” I asked, knowing Lynda was wondering the same. As soon as we arrived, I made drinks, then joined them in the living room. Jeff had already taken a seat on the couch next to Lynda, leaving no room for me except to sit next to him with my wife on the other side. Lynda’s thong lay on the floor in front of them and her dress was up high enough to reveal a nicely shaved pubis. Her legs were spread, allowing Jeffrey’s hand to explore her inner thigh all the way up to her gaping, wet pussy while she squeezed a large bulge through his slacks. When I sat, Jeff began speaking as if their behavior were nothing more than a casual hand hold, “First, let me explain just a little about the offer you read about in my add. My father owns a private island in the Bahamas and has a rather palatial estate there. 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