Pierre went to work diddling my swollen clitoris. I looked beyond Jess to see how Hubby was holding up. I wondered. Did he ever get his little cock up...again? Oh yeah, he got it up all right. He was the cause of the table rocking. I screamed as I came hard this time. Cal was gripping Jessies hips from behind as he slowly drove his meat into Jessies hot and wet pussy. I could smell the aroma of her sex as well as my own. Jessie finished the clock and turned to leaned over the other table with Cal. “You taste sweet. Almost like a dessert. I want to eat you up. But, you need to taste it too. I don’t want to be selfish.” She jams her fingers back into my pussy and after several minutes she pulls them out again, this time soaked. Reaching from behind me she puts her fingers on my lips and commands me to suck all of the juice off her fingertips. I follow her command. Then I feel her fingers mover back and forth between my wet pussy and my asshole. Preparing me. With every touch, I become. I've watched Lora from close and far for these many weeks and find nothing negative about her. So naturally beautiful and sexy, to the point that I doubt she even realized how attractive she truly was. Did her husband realize? Did her two kids know what a wonderful mother they had? Well, I knew.A month ago, I had followed her home, and watched her through the condo's window as she prepared her families supper. Discarding her flat, sensible shoes and donning fuzzy slippers and an apron, she. It had been incredibly exciting to watch the young girl using the pulsating, hand-held showerhead, holding it between her open, plump thighs and directing the powerful jet against her lightly furred cunt. Damn. He had to stop thinking that way about her.Julie ate quickly and then excused herself. "I have a lot if homework," she'd said although she felt guilty because she was lying. But she couldn't tell him the truth. It wasn't like with Reverend Gibson with whom she could talk about the way.