As Mike talked he had worked his hand up Oona’s slim legs and now the material of her dress was up around her waist exposing her pert little naked a...se. ‘She must have run out of clean underwear?’ I quipped to my husband and we all giggled again. Mike’s fingers were running between her arse cheeks and Oona had began to squirm a little on the bed but at all times their eyes were on ours as the conversation about their fantasy continued. I glanced over at the mirror and I could see the four of us. It was a small apartment, only a kitchen and nook, a bedroom and a bathroom. Grandmother was not at home.In the bedroom, there was a wig on a Styrofoam mold, and a long bed robe lying on top of the bed. Ted stripped off his clothes and threw them into a closet, then wiggled the robe over top of his head. Ted had trouble because he was much bigger than grandmother, but he eventually got the robe on, even though it only came down to his waist. Ted put the wig on, and climbed into bed.A few. He massaged the tender flesh of her instep, and between the toes, during which processes his hands slid along the smooth flesh of her calf from time to time.She laid back in the chair as far as she could, sliding her bottom as far forward on the seat as possible, so that her foot crossed Harry's lap, and her knee was now centred above his groin. Beneath the table, she slipped the other shoe off, and lifted her other leg until it lay beside the first.'Mm, that's nice, Harry. You haven't lost. This time his kiss was much more desperate as he thrust his tongue inside and began to move it in and out, just like the girl in the video was doing with the basketball player's cock. Soon Heather felt David's desperate hands on her own naked tits as he cupped each little firm peak. She was getting more and more aroused as he fondled each lemon-like orb and began to pinch her stiff nipples. This continued for.