“Fuckin’ A!” Peter growled. “This is … incredible!” He watched as Cleveland’s wife man-handled his pride and joy, relishing the contra...t of his pale organ being buried between Donna’s amazing dark-skinned lips. The slow deliberate motion was highlighted by generous sweeps of her velvety tongue along the underside of his dick. Peter closed his eyes and leaned back, letting the rush wash over him. “Oh, Lord have mercy!” Cleveland whimpered. “Lois… hmmm… that is so nasty but it is so damn. His tongue probed deep in between her breasts, and across the top, and slightly under the edge of her tight bra. Her breast flesh squeezed through his fingers."Ohhh...", she moaned excitedly, and she started this slightly nervous jumping and bouncing on her toes. They giggled as the tops of her full breasts smacked into his face repeatedly. Eddie kissed back up her chest, up over her throat, and kissed her full on the mouth. Their tongues slid over each other sensuously.Karen reached down and. He started by moving the skin down. Now my pink tip was visible a little. I could feel his left hand on my cock and his right-hand finger on the tip while I was busy with the game.After some time, I felt my cock wet. I looked and my cock was now inside his mouth. I looked back on the game and he started to suck my cock. He sucked it like a jelly as it was not hard yet. It started to get bigger and harder. He sucked and tasted the precum from my cock. I started to feel good and my concentration. Had it not been for the drugs carrying me aloft among the clouds, I might have dived under the table to hide in shame. Even though I was seeing his face clearly for the first time, there was no doubt the one on the right was Jean-Claude, the hunk who had made me his bitch the night before. He was a handsome hunk at that; perhaps six-foot-four or –five, two hundred fifty pounds of sculpted muscle under that designer suit, GQ-handsome, shaven head and smooth ebony skin. His companion was... Brock.