Their twisting, writhing bodies lay only a few feet from Sandra's horrified gaze, and she could see that Eve's large gray eyes were beginning to dilat... and an unmistakable smoky haze of passion drifted across them as Mike slowly caressed her ripe golden body.Sandra watched, paralyzed with shock. Every nuance on their faces was distinct to her view; she stood there breathless, unable to turn her eyes away from the lewd display of flesh and passion.She watched as Mike's mouth tore away from the. Everything was pretty normal until he felt his morning wood and smooth pair of hands caress his cock. Assuming that they were Connie's hands, Lars enjoyed the sensation in the hope that she would jerk him off until he came, after which he would go to the bathroom as usual.Ulrich was startled when another pair of hands stroked his long hair and a pair of lips locked with his own. He opened his eyes to see Connie's face as expected, but realized that she still ran her fingers through his hair. Miss Ford was giggling as his tongue tickled her thighs; she rubbed her hands through his hair, which had itself acquired some sticky gobbets of male and female cum. “Up a little, up a little” she instructed. Mick did as he was told, and began to nuzzle around her labia with his mouth. “Oh yes, that’s good” she cried. “Stick your tongue right in – oh God yes” – this as he sucked on her clit. Her pussy smelt quite different to Jenny’s, thought Mick, although this may have had something to do. I put that image out of my mind.“It must have looked pretty strange.”“I gave up when you caught the bus to the airport and called a taxi to take me home. Did you come to work straight from your game?”She knew I went to the airport? Questions were piling up.“No. I slept...” I didn’t want to tell her exactly when I ended the game if she didn’t already know. People up at certain hours of the night when other things were happening at those hours would be too easy to connect. “ ... a few hours.