We were all very uncomfortable and as neither Marcy or I drink alcohol, we could not reach for any as dutch courage. Elizabeth, however does enjoy a ...lass of wine so I broke the silence by offering her one. She accepted and sat down on the nearest armchair. I noticed that Marcy had done likewise but on the chair farthest away from her mother. I tried to lighten the mood by suggesting we play strip poker to break us in gently. Elizabeth agreed but suddenly Marcy stood up, walked silently across. The bitch was hot. And not only did she know it – she knew how to use it. Even now, fresh from bed, her hair a mess, and wearing a pair of ratty old boxers, she managed to look somehow both rumpled and alluring at the same time. A fact that she was certainly aware of as she rearranged her legs underneath her, showing off her smooth, sleek thighs.Cassie willed herself not to look, but ultimately couldn't help herself. Despite her best intentions, she found herself nearly salivating as she. Now that she wasn't resisting, however involuntarily, he was able to move in and out of her asshole at a steady pace. It was by far the tightest hole he'd used today, but he'd slightly overdone the lube, and he wasn't getting quite enough friction to move him quickly to orgasm. That wasn't a bad thing; Nytoya was obviously tolerating this, but she wasn't enjoying it. It did serve to drive home the depths of her submission, so it was worthwhile to continue, even if Steve hadn't been enjoying. She wasn't playing around. He looked down at his crotch wherethe blood was now flowing freely. Then back at his wife with a cheekysmile on his face."And just like that, I'm hard as a rock."She snickered and gave him a playful shove. "Lay down, slut boy..."Richard obliged and the dainty blonde climbed atop him and immediatelygot in a sixty nine position. She inhaled his cock with ease, slurping upand down his meaty shaft as her ass lowered on her husband's face and hebegan licking and tonguing.