Reaching out, she touched his arm. “No, Jerry, I’m the one who should apologize. You’re right, if we can’t talk, who the hell can.”The look ...n his face softened and he turned back to face her. Nodding, he pointed at the empty stool. “I shouldn’t have been like that. Please, sit down.”“Give me a moment. I was here to meet with some friends. Let me tell them I’ll be with you for a bit.”Jerry watched his ex-wife walk away, sashaying through the restaurant, her ass moving in a pleasant figure. She rolled him over and mounted him guiding his cock in with one hand. She rode him through her first orgasm. Just as quickly, Larry shot a full load cum into her womb.Pete was watching in amazement, looking a little lost. Pete was so hard his cock was pressed against his stomach. His cock was very long,rippled with thick veins, and average girth. Which actually made his long cock look so skinny compared to his buddy. Then she pushed Larry down, rolled onto Pete for a reverse cowboy position.. As she bent over I found myself wondering if she had put on panties as well as the skirt. My unasked question was answered immediately. Heather closed the door of the fridge with her hip at the same time turning towards me to ask if she had given sufficient ice. Her skirt was caught in the door and was no longer wrapped around. I found myself staring at an obviously aroused cunt devoid of hair. The lips were engorged and even across the room I could see them glisten.Heather pulled her skirt. Her breasts were indeed small and round, but still her hands were unable to cover them completely. I placed my fingers in the gap of her fingers and began my expert work, massaging her breast and using my thumb and index finger, slightly squeezed the nipple, as you would fondle your penis before mastrubation. She let out a sssssssssshhhhHH quite inaudibly, but continued her non-cooperation. Emboldened, I forced my fingers over her hitherto sagging breasts and continued my usual massage (as I.