”“Really!”“Yes, I know innocence when I see it.” He paused. “Don’t worry, Molly, it will hurt at first but you will be fine,” he said,...looking down at me. His eyes suddenly looked tender and his smile looked kind. “And I had a vasectomy,” he added. “Just relax.”He then lowered his head to my pussy, lifting my legs over his shoulders started licking me, slowly and lightly at first then harder, moving his tongue up and down, licking and lapping my wet pussy, making soft guttural moans that got. The clock on the wall slowly ticked the minutes away as Carmen switched from channel to channel, searching for something to watch.At last, she couldn’t take it anymore. “What are we doing, Lindsey? We’re two beautiful women on a Friday night! We shouldn’t be in here, we should be out there having fun!”Lindsey’s head shot up from where she had been resting it on the arm of the sofa. “Are you sure? I’m okay if you just want to stay here.”“No way! I’ve been a bad hostess, letting you sit here and. I then took my tits out so he could see more of me. He was driving slow by now so he could really appreciate the show. My husband had a couple of fingers in me and was moving them the right way paired with all the action I had been having at the club, I started cumming right in his face. I was shaking and moaning and I decided to just let go not caring about the stranger watching me. When I recovered from all the little shocks running through my body I looked at my husband's face who was just. "Put your hands on it. Feel my cock and make it harder," he whispered. She instantly obeyed not wanting to wait any longer. "Make it nice and hard ... hard so you can sit on it."Betsy wondered what he meant but she didn't have to wait long before finding out. Thomas rolled onto his back and that put his engorged cock in a most prestigious position. It hovered at an angle above his hips and Betsy couldn't resist putting her dainty fingers around the thick shaft."I want to watch you. Watch you.