He ran one hand across the back of her bush, supposedly unintentionally, realising she was wet. "Deana are you still hurting or are you ready for some...sexy fun?"She purred, and winked. "Hun, I forgot where I was hurting. Help me turn over so you can touch my pussy, baby. I think it needs massaging." Let me take my boxers off, after all can't have sex with clothes on." After helping her turn over, his fingers didn't touch her pussy. First he kissed her deeply as his fingers toyed with her. Smith was getting in her car "Billy I don't know what you did to upset my husband but he took the day off work to make sure it doesn't happen again! Good luck I am sorry but I wont be around to keep him from looking over your shoulder all day" I knew exactly what I did to upset him and it had nothing to do with the yard I spit out his cum I thought to myself! As I was watching her pull away I started to get butterflies in my stomach I was so confused by how I felt. "Good morning boy" I heard. ‘You mean what Allison did in her room while I drank coffee.’ ‘You just drank coffee?’ ‘Well, I could see her.’ ‘See her! YOU COULD SEE HER?’ ‘Well, the door was open and the… the mirror was… well it way turned…’ ‘What did I say about us?’ ‘Us?’ ‘You, Allison and me. What did I say about us?’ ‘That I shouldn’t…’ ‘You shouldn’t what?’ ‘Shouldn’t plan on her joining us…’ ‘Damn you, don’t you get it. You fucking watched her!’ ‘How could I help it?’ ‘Change chairs? Or you just could have left, but. But every one thrilled me. Every cock that entered my ass or my cunt felt different. One was thicker, another longer or more curved. But every one felt good inside me.Time after time I thrilled to the feel of a load of cum shooting up my ass, tasted another load of semen filling and overflowing my greedy mouth, felt another cock spasming, lubricating my pussy with fresh spunk, each cock unique, each cock replaced by an eager new one, erect and hot to fuck me, to fill one of my holes, to shoot.