She held onto Jim's thighs keeping her balance. Jim, sat back and leaned on the bar stool behind him. As for me? I was the one having to move the most... arising from behind her. Mary turned her head and I proffered my softening cock to her allowing her to clean our mutual juices. Mary first looked up at Jim, then back at me and told us..."I was wondering if I could get you both, together. I just didn't realize it would be so soon."Jim and I smiled and helped Mary rise to her feet, weak as her. That was something," Mark remarked. Art sat back to sip on his "Coke."Ten minutes later, Mark stiffened. "Oh shit, here we go again."Mrs. Bowerman, with a different man, was in the bedroom near the front of the house. They did not bother to turn the light off, another moment of good fortune for the boys. "Be right back," Art tossed over his shoulder, as he ran out of the attic.Art returned in time, with his camcorder, to record over ten minutes of hot fucking. When the guy finished, he got. She made a light sound of contentment, reached under my tee shirt and scratched gently at my stomach. I patted her on her ass. Her leg goes over my legs. I put my hand behind her head as I pull her to me. This time the kiss is a little more serious. I allow my tongue to taste her lips. As her tongue flicked mine, I felt a hunger growing in me. The kiss lingered. Our lips parted and our tongues met in a timeless dance. Our breath quickened. I rolled so we were both on our sides. My left hand. They were standing there agog at what was happening. “Lois rub you pussy honey. Think about all that doggy cum flowing into my pussy. Won’t you love it to be in you?” She was nodded madly and squealed. The site of me with the dog and my de***********ion of what was happening had got her off. By the time The Great Dane pulled out she had regained her composure and pulled her panties up. But her eyes were still sparkling and her face was red. I stood up and showed her the cum that was trickling.