Leila’s spectacle continued to accelerate, the costume gems glittering the spotlight. Every mesmerized man in the house dreamed of Leila lying naked...beneath his conquering embrace, her supple body dancing them into a horizontal sweaty frazzle. She was spinning and clapping, bouncing and jangling when, at last, she leapt high at the music’s crescendo and collapsed into a balled form on hands and feet. The spotlight suddenly extinguished and a pause elapsed before a few hand claps were joined by. I glanced down as she moved her skirt out of the way, and before it settled back into place I noticed that she was also smooth shaven, just as Melanie had been. I could also plainly see her moisture glistening on her pussy lips. She was clearly aroused. Perhaps that was what she was referring to.As Melissa moved forward she raised her hips, and under her skirt I could feel her begin to rub the head of my cock on her wet pussy. I could also feel her hips wiggle as she nestled my cockhead at her. After a few minutes of this mom said, "Suck my cunt baby" and added, "Oh please, suck my cunt" and I let go of her tits and moved down towards her pussy as she rose up a bit to pull off her panties and spread her legs even more apart. I started caressing her cunt lips, rubbing my hands over them, slowly sticking my fingers into her hot cunt as she thrashed about the sofa. Into her cunt I drove my fingers, pumping her like a cock till I felt my hand was covered enough with her juices, I took. "Excuse me?" Cried a loud female voice from the sidelines. It was the team coach, a thirty-something lady attired in a tracksuit top, team skirt with her hair fiercely tied back. She was there to train and not entice the likes of me."What are you doing?" she aggressively asked."Waiting." "For what?" she forcefullyinterrogated."Miss Kelly, Miss Kelly!" I heard Sally shout as she jaunted toward us. "Sorry, Miss Kelly, but that's my brother, he's been instructed to take me home," Sally gasped.