I invited my friend to join me in the bathroom and we shared a glass of milk. The moment she stepped in, the atmosphere became electric. Her eyes were hungry for a taste of me, and I was more than willing to oblige. We quickly ditched the innocence of our tea party and delved into the world of erotic pleasure. Her luscious Brazilian lips explored my body, her tongue tracing a path of desire. I reciprocated, tasting every inch of her, our moans echoing in the confines of the bathroom. Our bodies intertwined, a symphony of pleasure unfolding. My husband joined us, his presence only fueling our passion. He took his time, savoring every moment, every taste. His wife was eager to reciprocate, her lips exploring his manhood with the same fervor. The room was filled with the sweet scent of desire, our bodies entwined in a dance as old as time itself.
