Their harsh breathing complemented the wet slapping of their flesh, as both cock and cunt strove to meet in the middle. Gill’s mouth was twisted in...concentration as Steve’s hands gripped her buttocks, twisting them, squeezing them as he drove up into her. The walls of her cunt cried out as the sensitised nerves of her body screamed in both pleasure and pain before Steve’s body went rigid and with one final thrust he groaned out his release and Gill felt the warmth of his cum splash high inside. I liked to watch. I also liked to hold her head, controlling the action as my hips pumped into her talented mouth. A strange sound. My head snapped up. Standing in the doorway was the store manager, Ms Webster. Not Miss Webster or Mrs Webster…it was Ms Webster a hard edged, no nonsense businesswoman. She was about the same age as my mother, but there was nothing warm or motherly about her. Her clothes were always sharp, her makeup and hair perfect.. But after exploring each other's bodies they no longer cared and lost themselves in sensual and orgasmic oblivion.Betty watched from the observation room for the first few minutes, then, responding to the writhing, moaning bodies in the next room, decided she would visit Rhonda' s again this evening. She was horny and Rhonda, while not quite as good as Veronica, was still quite satisfying.Yes, she thought, as she took a last look at the three naked bodies in the next room, this is progressing. Thanks for letting me sleep with you Freddie, I really enjoyed my dreams she said with a big grin. anytime sis, I did as well was my reply to her. you better get off, mom and dad should be home She grinded back n forth moaning a few times before she hoped off and went to her room. Seeing as it was Saturday I stayed in my boxers for the day. My mom called us down for breakfast not long after Stacey left my room to come and eat, when I got there my dad was already sitting there with his face.