I did, soft and fleshy… bouncy. “Pinch the nipples” … I did, all hard and sensitive, I saw her eyes close as she whimpered a bit. “I want to...give you a blow job and for you to cum on my face and mouth ” . She already had my cock out and was stroking it, spitting on the head as she took it really deep. She worked it till I came a huge load of thick cum. It squirted in her mouth, face, hair, it was running off her cheeks onto her tits. Before I could become embarrassed she gave off a tinkling. It never occurred to her it might not be accidental. Even though they barely knew each other, there was a special bond between them. Basically, as far as Jennifer was concerned, Bobby could do no wrong.So she ignored the hand. Sort of. There was an urge to whirl around and confront him. But she stayed still ... and that hand stayed where it was. The other one pulled slowly away from her mouth.“Where did you come from?” she said in a loud whisper.Again his breath caressed her ear as he spoke.“My. The phone, on the arm of the sofa next to her, picked up every sound.“Holy shit, girl. Your pussy must really be soaking wet. It’s practically dripping off your hubby’s dick.”More sucking.“You know, Jason, it would be so nice for Karl to be standing here, too, so I can try to get both of your cocks in my mouth.”Still more sucking. “I am really going to enjoy having your husband’s cock inside me, Shawna. I’m quivering down there just thinking about it.”Laci picked up the phone.“Okay honey, I did. I saw her thumb brush across the delicate fabric of her lacy bra, with slow deliberated motions; she gently circled her now hardening nipples, stopping briefly to pinch them in between her thumb and forefingers. Letting out an involuntary gasp, Michelle flipped the thin lacy strap from her shoulder, turning away from the cam, still smiling. Her hand quickly dipped behind her as she undid the back of her bra and turning once more she held it in place with her hands. My breathing grew deeper as.