About the time we were eating breakfast, a car drove up and Jan got out. She came in smiling and said, "I'll be ready in a few minutes. Save some brea...fast for me."I needed to wander around with the Homeland group today, so I would have to drive. Wanda said she wanted to go shopping after work, so she was going to drive. Jan asked Wanda, "Can I go with you? I haven't been in a store in ages."We were split into three ways, just like Steak and Shake chili. After checking in with my crew and Wanda. Walking over to the lounger, I kneel beside you and take the computer from your lap. A smile tweaks at the corner of your mouth, knowing what I intend to do to you, and I can see your arousal growing already. Moving my hands to your chest, I stroke them across you pecks, I am getting aroused at the feeling of your magnificent strength beneath my fingertips. I have only one need in mind and it is constrained against your shorts right now. What I wouldn't give to take off my tank top, straddle. We were then herded by Gwendoline’s partner Charles into the dining room where we were individually cut out of the herd and sat at our assigned places. To my chagrin, the couples which had stood together for the original quick intro, were separated into singles at the table, an oft-experienced phenomenon of dinner parties which I had hoped would be otherwise on this occasion. I found myself sat between host Gwendoline on one side and some fat tart who had come with this flash American math. Rick was still filming and said: 'I'm missing out here'. I held out my hand for the camcorder. I filmed Claire luxuriating in Dave's cock as Rick stripped off. His body was fit and muscular and his cock was long and thick. He gently guided her onto all fours and flipped up her skirt again, guiding his primed cock between her cunt lips. He pumped slowly, Claire moaning and gasping with every push, kneading Dave's balls with one hand, her mouth full of cock ... Dave pulled his shirt over.