Oh, my god (moaning)She climbed on me and fucking me like a dog. I can feel her heavy breath on my neck and my ears. It made me more aroused, and I wa...ted her dick more. We both were moaning with every thrust of hers, and the moaning became more and more with every thrust.We were fucking right in the hall and heard the door opening. It was her husband (Jay). He saw us fucking naked on the sofa in the hall.Jay: You couldn’t wait, could you?Jess: What can I say? (laughing)Jay came in front of me. I stood startled with my heart racing, my mouth open and my pussy feeling full and wet. I was so confused. My emotions were not matching that of anger or jealousy. I eagerly waited for the next move.The floorer pulled away and grabbed my boyfriend by the shoulders and pushed him to his knees. D appeared hesitant, as if he were being forced, yet not completely. I watched D reach for his belt, and pull the floorers raging, hard, shaved cock from his pants. D’s hand stroked up and down, as if he. When I got his zipper down, Billy broke our kiss and looked at me with a questioned look on his face. I decided to up the ante a bit and to keep his interest on me, rather than on what I might be doing to him. I pulled back a bit so that his hand came out from under my shirt. I reached down and pulled my top over my head and threw it on the chair next to the sofa. My breasts are of average size, but Billy’s eyes bulged with interest as he took in the sight before him. I put my own hands on my. My lower body still ached from my night of depraved sex, and my stomach turned with disgust every time that I thought about the previous night. But when Bob walked alongside me, wagging his tail, I couldn’t stop craving for more of his insatiable doggy cock. When we arrived home, my knickers were soaking, and Bobby knew it. As I tried to make a cup of coffee, he kept pressing his long bony snout into my crotch, making me even hornier. As I pushed him away his tail was wagging like a windmill.