I wanted to see under her clothes so badly. She was cumming a millimeter from my hand and her little cotton underwear and jeans wear catching all her...girl juice. The cloth stopped me from probing her with my fingers to examine her body, inspect what was happening inside her.Camryn’s over excited, stiff body draped my bed with her spasming withdrawal. She slowly settled down. She was glistening in sweat. I ran my hand up her pants and under her shirt. Her burning hot tummy was pumping in. "Thank you, you said that you wanted me nude when you got home," my wife replied, "So, nude I am for you."I could hear a lot of kissing, then Brian said, "God, I love these firm cheeks of yours."I assumed that he was holding her ass."And I love how soft these tits are," he said further, "You like me biting them like this, don't you?'"Brian, stop!" she shouted, "I'm trying to pour you a cup of coffee."I heard lots more kissing. It seemed to go on for ages. Finally, Amanda asked him to check on. Sam felt Task 1, the merging of all countries task, should be started first for it would take the longest time to complete and she was interested in politics. I had mixed feeling as to starting Task 1 or 2 first, which caused my opinion to flip-flop from one day to the next. We all agreed that Task 4, the common goal task, should be the last task started.There were two reasons that led us to select Task 2 as the first task. Task 2 would be easier to accomplish than Tasks 1 and 3. Successfully. It seemed so huge that all she could do was to press against it with her tongue to stop it from going down her throat, gagging or choking her. But despite the largeness she pumped her hot mouth over it, lips wrapped hard around it, when he willed it. Her tongue flicked expertly over the round, swollen head as she worked the length of him and he grunted and groaned in pleasure when the fat head of his cock pounded against the back of her throat.When he finally came, it was wedged in snugly.