" She pointed towards the real Sandy in Dave's body.Finding some fruit for Doris and herself, Sandra sat at the kitchentable across from Dave."I calle... the hospital earlier. It seems that 'Frank' hasn't regainedconsciousness yet, but has been heard mumbling, so it's not a coma andthey say 'he' should pull through"Dave mulled the news over. "That's great. Oh, I think I found theportable device. I brought over the file on the laptop. Take a look.Will it help?"Pondering over the data, Sandra. However, that was not an option as Bert was crashing on the couch in there. Even if they weren’t sharing the same piece of furniture, there was no way in hell Marcy was going to sleep alone in the same room as Bert - especially not wearing a provocative negligee.It seemed like she had no choice but to take her chances with Karen.There was of course a fourth option, off to the right, beyond Karen’s door. But it was a bad idea. So bad, in fact, that the mere thought of it made Marcy’s sullen. My cock was rampant, rubbing on her pantyhosed thighs, which although delightful, would soon bring me to orgasm and I didn't want that yet. I moved my cock so it rested in the V of her crotch; it now rubbed on the front panel of her slippery satin panties. Shelly put a hand down there and adjusted me so that my cock slid inside her panties and rested in the folds of her labia; only the diaphanous material of her pantyhose gusset prevented it from entering her.She groaned and writhed under me. Ann felt her skin warming, her eyes starting to dilate as the first waves of pleasure began to surge throughout her body, triggering Will’s orgasm. Both started to howl like two monkeys in the wild satisfying their primal lust with hot monkey fucking. He grabbed her hips, holding her in place as he shot his seed deep into her dripping pussy. When it was over, Ann collapsed on Will’s sweaty chest, as they struggled to get their breathing back under control.“Hot damn!” Ann muttered as she kissed.