We french kissed for a long time and then he stiffened and bit my lip as he shot a big load into Joey. She continued to ride him up and down until I f...nally told her. "Enough!"I crawled back down and together, Joey and I, licked up the cum. We slowly and lovingly licked the master. His balls, his shaft, the inside of his legs. We licked up every last drop and before we were through Mark had another big, hardon. I order Joey to move up and start kissing my husband while I rode his cock this. This wasn't something she dared share with Brent or the kids. It was so completely foreign to her nature that she couldn't believe she was actually doing it. She worried about how long she could keep this secret from her husband. Thank god he didn't frequent places like that.She showered and put on fresh jeans and a t-shirt over her underwear. The kids would be home in a few minutes and she needed to get her clothes into the washing machine. She hurried downstairs with the clothes and went. I mean, we have all afternoon and evening...”“So?” Joey and I said together again.“Come on, guys. Be serious here. I mean, what did we do last year?”Trying to sound serious, I said, “Well, I was dead, so don’t ask me.”“Heh,” Joey said. “And I was probably either a zombie or being fucked by a twin who was planting memories in my head.”Suzi groaned out, “Grrrrrr! Okay, then. What did we do two years ago?”Joey and I gave her a look of frustration. Joey and I had been prisoners of the Harris. I explored her with my hands. Feeling the softness of her breasts, fingering her nipples. My vagina was oozing, tickling with a trickle that dripped over my butthole.Once her top was off she began to ride me slowly, grinding her groin against my pubic mound. My panties slid back and forth over my clit, sending spasms down my legs. She watched my face carefully as I reacted to her body on top of me. I felt her hands on my breasts as she leaned forward and into my clit harder, grinding down on.