Maggie was soon bouncing up and down on me, looking down on me with a smirky smile, like she was in control, speaking nasty hot lines. Fuck that bitch... I rudely rolled her over and started pounding the shit out of her hot little cunt. Unlike Ellen, Maggie was very verbal, and nasty, squirming her hips like a calling. It didn't take long, for either of us. For both of us, at the same time.Ellen lay there, curled up in satisfaction, watching us and giggling, but a bit nervously.The very next day,. I just couldn't do it.I would have had to repeat what you said, and what Leah said, one to the other. It was too awkward, like you were on one telephone and Leah was on another, and I was speaking to both of you and passing what each of you said to the other. The process would have driven me bonkers.She sighed and said, I understand. At least you tried.Winston stopped the vehicle in front of the gallery. Greg stepped out and looked around, even went into the gallery before returning and opening. I quickly undressed, put lots of oil on my hands and proceeded to lube my cock and Baxter’s ass. When his rectum was suitably oiled, I got between his legs and started fucking him, slowly with long strokes. Carl came out of the shower and was flabbergasted, “What the fuck are you two doing?”I casually answered, “Isn’t that obvious?”He stood shell-shocked. Not believing what he was seeing.“Come here?” I asked.He came close to the bed. I lowered his pj’s and latched onto his cock. My lubed. Fortunately, it looked like I'd been fast enough to avoid any permanent damage, but it was completely soaked. I caught sight of a diaper changing table to one side; rolling my blouse in an unconscionable number of paper towels reduced it from soaking wet to uniformly damp.There really was no alternative, so I pulled it on and fastened the buttons, leaving it out instead of tucked in so it wouldn't get the skirt so wet. My nipples hardened immediately from the evaporative cooling, but I couldn't.