“Jasmine! What are you doing slumming among normal people? Shouldn’t you be sipping champagne with your CEO in your private apartment, taking dict...tion or something?”She surprised us by starting to cry. Not little sniffles, but full on gasping for breath between sobs crying. My girls immediately went into protective mode, taking her into the living room, sitting her down between them on the sofa and hugging her while she cried it out. I made myself scarce, going into the kitchen and putting. I stopped and I don’t want Daben to be left alone but instead I saw him fucking his boyfriend as his boyfriend fucking me. It was a picture perfect if someone took our hot session. My head calm down from a foggy senses and I felt Kenta’s huge dick plowing me hard while I was eating my boyfriend’s ass. Then Mark left us and Daben is telling Mark to fuck his boyfriend. He didn’t took long and he plowed Kenta’s ass, he was fucking Kenta so hard that Kenta and him detached from my ass, pushed Daben. As Caroline drifted awake, she became aware of her buttocks, warmly against Jill. Mm. Funny. I never thought of my butt as sexy, but with Jill against it, I’m even feeling a bit hot back there. She wiggled back. Jill kissed her neck, and pressed harder. On an impulse, Jill dropped a hand to Caroline’s posterior and began to squeeze a cheek.“Oh, yes, Jill. I want you to teach me to enjoy my ass.” Jill did a doubletake, and then started to kiss Caroline’s neck. I’m a qualified teacher, so let me. In less than ten minutes I heard a car pull up to the garage door. I heard small talk and then as it backed out my wife came in the front door. She looked well fucked. her hair a mess her cloths all wrinkled. I was standing there with my cock still hard and a long stream of precum almost reaching the floor. So did Ann come over she asked? Why do you ask I said? She said I hope those are her panties on the arm of the love seat. Yeah they are she must have forgotten them I said. My wife said that.