When he moved his hands from my back to satisfy them on my tits, I reached behind and untied my bikini top. I had wanted to feel CJ's hands on me sinc... our brief time in the limo. I had masturbated imagining his touch. Finally meeting our mutual desire for CJ's hands to be on my body intensified our kissing and elicited lustful groans from us both.Time seemed to stop as we made out in the cloaked pool recliner. CJ kissed my neck, licking and tasting my shoulder and down my chest, filling his. Jane was taunting me the whole time laughing at my cock as she rubbed it through the panties Ian put my wife back on the sofa spread her legs and pounded her again "I'm coming I'm coming up your gorgeous hIry fat pussy" he screamed and with four final thrusts he shot his load up my wife.she shook uncontrollably her body in spasm she had obviously loved it "that's how you fuck a woman pathetic boy looking at me Jane was playing with her hairy pussy "god s*s that was amazing"she said Ian got. Since this was the first time we'd met, I wrote it off to natural curiosity about her friend's father.I learned en route by listening to the conversation of my passengers that Breann was the oldest of the pack, turning eighteen the next day, Valentine's Day.We were greeted at the restaurant, our reservation in their book, and we were led to our table. My daughter had selected a teppan style Japanese restaurant, the kind where you sit around a hot table in a semi-circle and watch the food being. Iris dropped to a knee beside her.“Are you okay?” she asked.“Not really.” Breathing raggedly through her open mouth, Rebecca tongued back saliva that wanted to leak from the corners. She belched again, wet and loud, and excused herself.Younger-Rebecca took a half-step toward her ailing visitor and though frustrated, looked concerned. “Who are you?” she questioned again.“In a minute, okay? Can you help me up, please?” Iris helped her onto the edge of the mattress. Nodding, she said: “I don’t.