Lori looked at my wife and said, “Now I feel over dressed.”I watched as both Lori and Judy removed their panties. They did it in a very sensual wa....Lori said, “It was only a mater of time anyway. Judy gets very frisky when she drinks.”Judy replied, “So what! At least I’m single. You’re married and you get just as frisky as I do.”My wife asked, “Does that mean that my husband stands a chance of having sex with both of you?”Judy replied, “Chance hell, it’s a sure thing.”Lori added, “If it is okay. ..........Two Months Later.Life had settled back in to normality, Tracey was packed in her box andnothing more had been said about our lunch conversation that day.I stepped of the bus and walked along the road towards my house,surprisingly Dad's car sat outside must have got home early I thought asI opened the door and stepped inside."Hi," I called as I took of my anorak and hung it up."Hi babe dinner in an hour," mom called as I took the first stepsupstairs to put my bag of college books in my. ' I moan out filled with the heat of your glorious thick jizz. You pull out, dragging me onto my back again and grasping your tool in time to guide a second powerful spurt over my little tits. It feels so wonderful seeing you filled with orgasmic pleasure coating my soft young breasts. 'Cum all over me' I gasp out wanting more, and you pull yourself up my body and empty your final forceful blasts of spunk over my face and mouth and hair. I taste it and feel it slide over me, loving its taste. Her face was round like the rest of her body, round cheeks, round eyes and full lips. She had long dark brown hair flowing loosely around her shoulders. Marsha was wearing a red scoop-necked shirt that was stretched by her large boobs; he couldn't tell if she wore a bra on those tits. Her black skirt came halfway down her dark thighs, holding tight to her big beautiful ass. Her shirt stopped just short of the skirt, revealing a strip of rounded brown belly. He imagined her on all fours with her.