My wife yelped just a bit and a red area was now clearly visible on the side of her very round breasts.“TIT” Dave announced proudly, “The correc... answer is TIT. Mothers have breasts… sluts have Tits.”“Yes Sir” my wife responded.“Good girl” praised Dave, “Let’s continue.”He then released her nipple and fingered between her legs.“And this?” He asked. “This wet, syrupy area down here?”“My… pussy?” my wife hesitantly replied. I’m sure that she was hoping that Dave was not looking for the “c” word.. Each small thrust of mine caused a flinch from Amber and I could almost feel her heart pounding in her chest, as her firm tits grazed my pecs. Despite the pain from my still-healing back, I was determined not to stop, so fought to keep time with her actions.Now we were perfectly in rhythm, she rose as I withdrew and we met with a precise crescendo of motion, driving each other nearer and nearer to climax. The walls of her pussy gripped my cock with a tender tightness, holding just enough before. “I’m so, so, so sorry” I said, “I don’t usually do things like that”. He walked a little closer to me and smiled, “Its okay, I’m flattered that you enjoyed watching me”. I was surprised that he wasn’t angry with me and moved closer to him too. I placed my hand on his chest and felt his skin, feeling myself tingle as I did so. I moved my hand further and further down until I got to the side of the towel, I pulled at it and let it fall to the ground, looking down to his erect penis. His. Deanna’s limited practice with cunnilingus was apparently paying off because she soon had Natalie moaning aloud and rocking her hips rhythmically. Nat slid her middle finger as far into Dee as she could and then used her thumb to rub circles over her clit, at which point they were both moaning together. “Eat my pussy, Dee, eat my pussy” she commanded in a loud whisper. “Fuck, Dee, fuck” she removed her finger long enough to lick it clean “you’ve got a sweet pussy Dee. I love you Dee, fuck ..