She gave in to an urge, and bounced a couple of times, to start the end. Tom broke their kiss and said, ‘Turn around.’ ‘Turn around?’ ‘Yes.�...� She stood up, reluctantly turned around, and let him guide his cock in as she remounted. The angle was different, a nice sensation, but this was not one of her favorite positions. It was too submissive, too vulnerable. She wasn’t in control this way. Usually the guy wanted her hands on him. Tom pulled her back. His cock slipped halfway out. She felt her. After closing the door, I turned to see Denise standing by the window. She had unbuttoned her shirt and pulled it open. Her full, firm 34D - cup breasts and erect nipples came into view.Pulling up her plaid skirt, her white thong came into view. I removed my shirt, and then undid the buckle of my pants. She crooked her finger, beckoning me to come to her. I reached out pulling her to me, her breasts pressing against my chest. We kissed passionately, tongues entwined in an erotic dance.Denise. I couldn't hide my disappointment. What was the big secret all about? She looked just as she did before, except she had a big shit-eaten grin on her face and she was looking in my lap.I glanced down. Oh God! On top of the book in my lap, was a pair of silken pink panties. Could it be? I looked back up at Betty, as the blood drained from my face. She stuck out her pink tongue and licked her lips, as she stared straight through me, spreading her legs.I looked up her miniskirt, between her lean. This guy I later got to fondle. He was built like a quarterback, strong legs and muscular and handsome. Not the bottom you ever expect. The black guy put on a condom and I was wondering how the bottom was ever going to get the wide base into him. I couldn’t hear all the conversation but the fucking sequence stopped at some point before getting it in; maybe he was truly too wide. I did see the same guy getting plowed later. He seemed to be fully enjoying.Speaking of fucking and the higher.