I kissed her cheek, nuzzled, pulled at her earlobe with teeth, while my free hand inserted a finger into the wet warmth. Something to moan about. Dand...ing on my thigh, an arm for support a single finger squished and slithered in and about her sloppy hole. Arms flailed in abandonment not knowing what to do. A brief grab of them, the thigh she was sat upon, my cock, as a finger poked and prodded, rubbed and slid, all the while she was dandled. The day's foreplay needed meagre assistance, I held. What I wouldn't give to suck on them.My eyes darted from the screen to Molly and then back again. I didn't immediately recognize the person giving my wife so much pleasure, but then Carin helped me out. "Oh Sam you're so good. Eat me baby. Let me cum in your mouth. Stick your tongue deep in me.I love it when you eat my pussy. I can't wait to watch Molly suck your cunt."The tape took in the scene from different angles. It couldn't have been done from a tripod. Someone else was there taping Carin. My clothes are soaked with sweat."You OK?" Sandy asked me."I guess. I need a shower in the worst way. You should have told me to bring a change of clothes." Want some lunch?" I need to clean up, before I go out anywhere. I guess I should just go on home." Not too impressed with the treatment, huh?" Well. Since you ask, not really, no." That's OK." I don't mean to hurt your feelings." You aren't hurting my feelings. Go ahead, tell me what you think." Well, I think it was -- primitive. And, sure,. .” uncomfortable with how to finish.You mean your jockstrap, I could have told him. Your aunt in the bleachers can see the shape of what’s under it. Wrestling’s an obvious sport, one might say, except I didn’t say it.For me, a sports bra would have been by the book, but under my Led Zeppelin t-shirt -- I never actually saw them, but once had some of their records -- but the one I’d chosen for my instructional session better showed my nipps. I doubt he’d even heard of the band.The TakedownThe.