John looked at his wife as she approached and devoured her with his eyes. If not for the fact that their guests would soon be arriving to FUCK his wife, he might have had to bend her over the nearby sofa and pound her from behind. She looked absolutely stunning her dress and it didn't appear she was wearing a bra. When she stepped inside his arms and pressed her mouth to his, his let his hand roam over her body, sliding down to squeeze her ass. He felt no pantie-line either and his wandering hands soon slipped up under her skirt to rub along her slit gently, already feeling the wetness there from her arousal. His hand remained even as she broke off the kiss.<br/><br/>"Mhm...I'm certainly excited and can't wait for things to get going." He says, then grins at her. "Maybe you can greet each man by dropping onto your knees and giving him a blowjob? I'm sure that'd get things heated pretty quickly."