Most of the day the living room is dark and it’s hard to see if anyone is in there watching TV. While watching TV it would be easy to get distracted...by looking across the hall into the dining room, especially if the person heard moans of pleasure coming from there. If the door was not closed, the living room visitor could get quite an eyeful; actually a bird’s eye full. The rooms weren’t that far apart. It was as if the person would be sitting at the foot of my table in the dining room. Not. " And that's exactly what you're here for," he said rising and offering his hand. She took his hand and was no sooner on her feet than she was in his arms."You like to dance, Samantha.?" Yes." Apparently so does your husband," he said, nodding toward Peter and Tai Lin.Samantha looked over to find Tai Lin's dress on the floor and the black/asian bombshell engaged in a long, deep French kiss with Peter.Samantha felt a pang of jealousy as she watched Peter''s hands roam over Tai Lin then settle on. Then her tongue (and her hands) drifted to his testicles. She played with them. He let out a moan as a reaction. She gently suckled both of them as she jerked him off. Her tongue danced at the bottom of his testicles, then moved up seamlessly as a grip stayed on his penis.“Spit on it. Spit on my dick,” Shawn commanded. Desiree’s tongue had a tiny trail of saliva on the underside of his penis, which turned him on more. She giggled as she sucked it again, this time with more vigorousness. Desiree. I did not want him to cum in her mouth, I didn't want him in her ass, and if she said no to anything, then no it was. He promised to follow the rules.I told Nancy I wanted to have him over for dinner, and how he had been very lonely since his divorce. She was happy to have him come by. That night, I was so excited about what was coming later that I kept getting an erection, especially when Nancy was in the shower. I watched through the glass shower door as she washed her hair.Her lean hard body.