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I could hear my husband and his four buddies laughing and carrying on while they watched the football game in the other room. I smiled to myself, thinking about how boyish they all sounded and how glad I was they were having a good time. While I was alone in the kitchen, the couple of beers I'd had were making me feel pretty jovial myself.

I hummed to myself as I began to empty bags of chips and pretzels into bowls, thinking it would be nice to give the guys something to snack on while they watched the game. Then, I'd leave them to their 'boy's night while I went upstairs to read a book or watch t.v. dreaming about the blonde teen creampie.

"Maybe we should compare," I heard my husband challenge one of his friends as they all began laughing again. "Isn't that right, honey?" he asked, as I began to set the bowls of snacks on the coffee tables.

"What's that?" I asked, smiling, though I had no idea what they had been talking about.

"I said I think you've got one of the sweetest blonde teen creampie pussies around," he boasted.

"Donald!" I admonished, shaking my head, but couldn't stop myself from giggling.

"It's true regarding her blonde teen creampie," Donald insisted, as he came up behind me.

I felt his hands hike up my skirt, then yank my panties and stockings down in one swift movement. Donald held me against his chest with one hand, while he used the other to keep my skirt lifted, baring me to his friends.

"Well, any complaints regarding the blonde teen creampie?" he chuckled.