The hosts, Claire and John, watched as Julie walked back into the room noticing that she was starting to show the signs of drink but desperately trying to hide it. Turning to his young wife, John moved her shoulder length Indian Porn blonde hair to one side and whispered seductively in her ear, "I bet you would love to taste that girl's pussy, feel her cum in your mouth, wouldn't you?" Claire laughed softly as she replied, "and afterwards I would love watching you fuck her senseless with your wonderful cock." Sliding his tongue into her ear, he asked her the question that he already knew the answer to, judging from the way her nipples were pressed against the material of her top, "Shall we try?" he murmured, "after all she is eighteen now… just, if I remember hearing it right at work." Claire squeezed his hand in agreement and watched as John walked over to Julie, knowing as he did so that there was more than one pair of eyes on her husband. John was proud of his well-defined muscled body and at twenty-five was in his prime and knew he was attracting looks from both the knowing and also the unknowing. Winking at a couple of women who he had fucked in the past, mostly with his wife, he ran his hand across Julie's shoulder who jumped with a start and stumbled on the heels that were higher than she was used to and in the process nearly knocking a vase from the table. John caught it before it fell and asked in a concerned voice, "are you alright? It's just you look a little unsteady on your feet... too much to drink perhaps?" Hanging her head down like a small girl corrected, tears forming in the corners of her eyes, Julie looked at him. "Sorry," she stammered, embarrassed by her clumsiness in front of the tall handsome owner of the house who stood there like a film star in a white shirt unbuttoned at the throat showing golden curls that matched the surfer style tousle of his blonde locks. "I suppose I had better go home." Looking down at the young girl John said softly, "Now don't be silly darling, you have just had a little too much to drink, but it's all right. Why don't you go and lie on our bed and see how you feel after Ethnic Porn a little sleep." Taking Julie by the arm, John led her down the hallway into the bedroom where she collapsed onto the bed, as Claire slipped quietly into the bedroom. A few hours later Julie woke a little groggy and became aware that someone was in the bed with her. The room was in almost complete darkness except for several candles that pierced the darkened bedroom and Julie knew what had woken her, it was a soft hand stroking across her naked back. 'Oh my,' Julie thought, 'How did I get naked?' Still drowsy and feeling the effects of the alcohol she allowed herself the pleasure of just lying there, letting the hands wander over her body. The hands were soft and light, the fingertips running firmly up and down her spine, making her shiver with growing excitement. As the hands started to run across her breasts Indian Sex for the first time, she found herself looking down, thinking that the hands must be John's or some other guy from housewives the party. 'Maybe it's that Tony,' she thought, remembering the rugged looking soldier she had met earlier, 'he was nice.' As the hands started to work on her breasts, she could feel them making each nipple hard to the touch as a finger and thumb rolled each nipple carefully in turn. Opening her eyes wider and looking at the hand, Julie thought it was a bit odd as the fingernails had crimson nail polish on them. The thought of what she was seeing drove the last of the fuzziness from her mind and she bolted upright in the bed and switched on the bedside light to see Claire smiling up at her. "Hey," was all Julie could Hardcore stammer, shocked into stillness. "Hush lover," Claire told her before pulling her back down, "You were enjoying that, weren't you?" 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