I noticed light filtering through the crack between the door and the floor and wondered what she was still doing up at this hour. I considered knockin... and asking her, but my desire to relieve myself convinced me to continue my journey. That is, until I heard a noise emerge from the room. It was a moan. At first, I thought perhaps my friend was also suffering from an overfilled bladder, but the second moan I soon heard was clearly a result of something other than pain. If I had to guess, I. “Asking you to kiss Penny today… It… it wasn’t the first time.” I felt Barb tense as she awaited my reaction.“Funny… I don’t remember you asking me to kiss Penny before… or anyone else for that matter.” I tried to make light of the mood still wondering exactly what Barbra was referring to… Not the first time?“Not you silly.” Barb said with a small sigh resigning herself to give further explanation. “It’s not the first time I’ve asked anyone to kiss Penny… or for that matter she asked anyone to. As soon as his fingers came into contact with Sheryl's clit she exploded in orgasm again, the cock falling out of her mouth as she screamed, "Oh Fuck! Oh Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!". Her humping turned into spasms, and her body started twitching. The two men fucking her tightened their grips trying to hold her writhing body as still as possible. It was no use though, the men were oiled and my wife was dripping with sweat, so instead of holding her still it just caused their bodies to writhe. I doubt Ivan weighed more than I do now. His hair was thick and brown, and his body was hard like it was made up of steel coils wrapped over metal beams."He loved to stroke my hair and pet my back and bottom, but never in a sexual way. He seemed to genuinely care for me, and because he was the only one who did, I looked forward to him coming to my bed every night."Ivan was the picture of patience. He stroked my back for weeks before putting his hands under my nightgown and stroking my bare.