Jasmine stood holding the handrail, pretending she was too busy on her phone to notice. Soon he was reaching around to caress her womanhood while knea...ing her breasts, and she continued to ignore his ministrations, shivering every so often with pleasure she could not constrain. Soon he pulled her top down and her lovely breasts spilled out of them, exposed for anyone who was willing to turn and see. Jasmine quietly covered her breasts with her jacket and continued to ignore the groping hands. Unexpected sounds are often extremely stressful. Such was the loud “schick-schick” sound of the pump shotgun which abruptly destroyed the mood in the guest bedroom where Dave’s wife, Cyndee (Cyn), was entertaining a newfound stud. “Do you have a last request?” Dave’s question stopped Mr. Studley in mid stroke. “Holy shit… What the fuck?” Studley’s voice went from normal to, terrified girl pitch. “Dammit, Dave you are an asshole!” Cyn was not a happy girl. “Why do have to be so fucking macho?”. He dropped to his knees the second we were alone and began to unbuckle my pants as he explained, "We only have a few minutes before Sally-Ann will come looking for me."My cock now out, he devoured it and began sucking it like a nasty porn star. He took more of my cock this time and bobbed on my cock with reckless abandon. He surprised me when he pulled his cock out and began pumping his cock while pleasuring me. The faggot was getting turned on sucking me off. I moaned, "That's it faggot. You. I saw them having really passionate sex, just like we did the night before. After that, he began plowing her furiously. Little did I know, Scott also had a really big cock.“Oh Scott, you are a horny son too, just like Travis. Give it to your mom, she's been very naughty, so she needs to be punished, very badly,” I moaned to myself.The DVD was a lot shorter than I thought it would be. It was only about fifteen minutes long, then it was over.“That's it?” I wondered.So, I just started it over and.