My house, My Rules

It’s been a crazy few days of staying at a friend’s house, and we just haven’t had much alone time. I thought we could get in a quick blowjob facial, but my husband’s friend had (I think) been waitin... It’s been a crazy few days of staying at a friend’s house, and we just haven’t had much alone time. I thought we could get in a quick blowjob facial, but my husband’s friend had (I think) been waiting for this opportunity. He hears some moans, knocks to interrupt, and tells us that his house rules are that he gets to join in if it’s under his roof. He meant it as a joke but was shocked when we agreed. He didn’t know we are swingers, and more dicks are actually my favorite. My husband still gets to facial me while his friend cream pies me. Read More