I knew exactly what she was thinking, 'This is my guy and you can't have him!' Well she was halfway right, he was her guy. Good luck with that! But, I...had already had him!' Actually, since I don't do 'repeats', she really had no reason to be worried. But here we were, all together, so I decided to have a little fun. As I gazed up adoringly at 'Mr. President', I feigned interest while he talked about his plans for the coming school year; and in the process I had the pleasure of 'torturing' his. I don’t know what you think….” She started talking but I interrupted her.“You know you want it. I could see it in your eyes when you asked about me and Cindy. Yes, we are doing the dom/sub ‘thing’. So please remove your panties before I punish you for disobeying.”Sam stared at me. I could see her hesitation, but this was a good thing. She wasn’t screaming at me or pissed off at me making such an assumption. She just looked a little unsure about it, and I gave her a second and then snapped my. From time to time, Mandy's finger would brush my foreskin as I thrusted. The heat built up in my cock, until it exploded inside my wife's pussy. "GAAHHH" I growled as the spunk gushed from me, releasing its volcanic energy that has been building since I saw Melody's bare breasts through the wedding gown at church.Slowly, I pulled from Melody's pussy, and watched my cum ooze out and slide down to her anus and sofa. Melissa grasped my wet cock and slid her hand up and down it's shaft, as a few. I'm 38, stand 5.8, c cup tits, shoulder length black hair, I'm 175 lbs, not a beauty queen but in good shape for a woman with 3 c***dren.I sat on the sofa and watched as he bent down took apart the air conditioner, wasn't long he found the problem and had everything working again. He was packing up his things he asked if there was anything else he could do for me, that was all it took, I got up off the sofa looked at him then replied yes there is, I moved closer to him then started groping his.