Verhooven turned my way. I’m not sure which of us was more surprised - me for being caught playing with myself as I ogled her or Mrs. Verhooven at d...scovering her son’s best friend was rubbing himself while he stared at her big Italian ass.Her mouth opened wide from the shock and the next thing I knew she cried out in pain and dropped the towel before lifting her hand. There was now blood seeping from a cut in her hand as she winced from the wound. That cleared my head somewhat and I sprang. .. funny.I almost started to cavil about that. I had a strong argument that the instructions I had received had specified pants, not shirt. And just as I opened my mouth, about to make myself look even "funnier" I realized that I was, perhaps, thinking a little too legalistically."I waited to take my shirt off because I wanted to unveil my massive, astonishing six pack, thereby driving the three of you wild with desire, and rendering you incapable of fending off my intended sexual advances." I. The unstoppable. The unbelivable ... Xora the Maneater!” He said – and Ember felt a flare of pure irritation. He called that a build up? He’d gotten a whole spiel, but his Lunar wife got zilch? He scowled fiercely at the announcer – and hoped that most people would assume that he was scowling at Xora as she stepped up onto the side of the stage, plumes of water exploding from concealed tubes – showering her in mist as she cast off her robes with a single flare of her hand.Xora looked. She began to ride him bouncing up and down on his stiff rod. Cum and fresh pussy juice running all over his thighs and balls, began to work him up. He pulled her close, and kissed her aggressively. He pulled his face from hers slowly while biting her lower lip gently before they were too far apart. He locked his arms across the small of her back forcing her back down onto him. He raised his legs slightly forcing her hips up just the right amount, and he began to pound her. Faster and faster his.