Her cell phone rang and fortunately it was within reach because if it wasn't, there was no way she was moving for it. "Hello?" Hi Stace, it's Olivia, ...hatcha up to?" Uhhhh, yeahh, like that." Are you having sex?" Olivia asked."Kinda...Stacy finished telling her best friend all about their day's activities just as her orgasm was building. Brutus was still going at Katy's crotch and she had gone through another orgasm while Stacy was on the phone.Katy was experiencing a new level of sexual bliss. Up and down, up and down, up and down. It wasn’t long before he had me bobbing on his cock in a decent rhythm. “God damn,” he said, “that feels good!”The pace quickened and Frank was soon face fucking me. I had never really been manhandled like that. Sure, I’d sucked a few cocks by then, but it was usually very gentle and slow. He was caught up in the moment and simply using my mouth and throat as a device to get himself off. I hate to admit it, but I loved every second. Soon he pressed a. The music was pumping and people were dancing all over the place. It was too easy to feel the vibe in the joint and we soon were right in the middle of the fun. Sometime around 11:00 or so, Tina, Donna and Ben arrived to join us. Before long all five of us were dancing in a big circle with each other. As we danced, Tina and Donna would seductively dance with my Angie. This made me hard like never before, I had no idea this was in my wife. Ben took turns rubbing up and down on my wife as we. ’ ‘You don’t have to come to the cookout you know. I will make your apologies, she will understand.’ Erin simply pulled her own bag onto her lap, rummaged around inside and with a satisfied grin pulled out a diary, flipped it to the relevant page and wrote ‘cookout at Jo-Anne’s’ across the page, emphasizing her point once more by slamming her diary shut. I then shrugged my shoulders and reminded her that she didn’t know where my sister lived. A fatal mistake on my part really, she slapped me.