"Feels like it's eating my finger!" Yours is the first finger that's got up there," Karen said."You mean I got your cherry!" Jack grinned, plunging hi... finger higher and circling it slowly. He felt her hot, humid ass tighten around his probing digit. Her asshole seemed to nibble at it as if trying to draw it deeper."Open that blouse," Jack ordered. "I want to suck on those gorgeous tits!"Karen used one hand to unbutton and peel apart the front of her blouse. Her fat tits quivered and wobbled. She smirked. On tv, we got several up skirt glimpses of Lois' sweet, moist pussy as she struggled to remove Joe's shirt with her feet. That was all the permission Ken needed to stroke Sue's clad pussy. He stared wistfully at her plumping labia and bare tits, not sure if he should continue. A brief look at the tv showed Lois losing her top to Joe and me. We just set her big, beautiful tits free and made them bounce.Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. "Come in; it's open." I shouted. Before. She groaned loudly and pulled away.I turned back around to face my ebony mistress.Brisa shook her lustrous, long, silky hair loose, and slid the spaghetti straps down over her shoulders. She smirked as she bent forward and slipped off her tiny thong, watching for my reaction to her large cock, dangling deliciously between her thighs.I leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips. She grabbed my sweaty hand and brought it onto her sturdy member. Her cock hardened considerably as my hand ran along. She stood abruptly and grabbed her purse.“Fine. You've got your chance. Let's go.” She could always leave once it became embarrassingly clear that Tim was in over his head. Then that problem would be solved.Tim paused a moment, then smiled. “That's a good girl. You won't be sorry, Marguerite.”She rolled her eyes but hearing him call her a good girl sent a little jolt through her. Maybe this would be a night to remember, after all.…Tim ushered Marguerite into his apartment and closed the door.