We didn’t even cover ourselves – it was too hot.I woke up from a strange sensation that someone was squeezing my cock. Besides, I heard the bed be...ind the door squeaking rhythmically. It was dark in the room and my brain wasn’t ready to work yet. I saw the door to our room was closed but sounds were clearly heard. Damn! We’d forgotten to close the door!I looked at my wife questioning and pointing at the door with my eyes. No, she didn’t close it. It meant it was one of them who closed it. And. He didn't have time to feel sorry for myself as Clair's phone rang. When she answered she looked at David and said, "Oh hello Tony, I see you were successful with Carol. I'm not sure congratulations are in order considering the things David just told me he was going to do. But the pictures are great. No doubt about who is screwing who. You sure made a mess of this. It seems you fucked the wrong guys' wife."There was a pause while she listened to Tony. Then she said, "I have asked him to think. I cried out as your mouth grazed my neck, your cock pressing against me, blocked by the thin material of your boxers, damp from pre-cum, too thin to stop me from feeling, yet still too thick. I shook as you growled into my ear, “Do you want this?” as you grinded your cock against my dripping lips. “Oh god…yes, please, yes,” I pleaded, my head spinning, my stomach twisting in desire, limbs quivering in need. You ground your hips against me, letting me feel your cock straining to be released, and. She retrieved the towel from the bar outside the door, and scrubbed him, then herself, dry. She gave him another hot, wet kiss, grinding her pelvis into his groin. He was as hard as a rock. She reached down, grasping his dick in her hand, and leading him to the bed. "Do you want to use this one, or another one?" she asked. "This one will do just fine." was his reply.Dave kissed her, gently guiding her back and lowering her to the bed. Without prompting, she scooted back far enough for him to.