She picked a pair of shoes from the closet and, stepping into them, gave him a soft brushing kiss on the cheek as she passed him on the way to the dre...sing table."Watching you." Would you make me a drink?"His reflection, frowning and unsettled looking, appeared behind her in the mirror when she sat down. "Jesus, honey," he looked pale as he spoke to her image in the mirror. "You've already had two or three."Betty lay the brush down so hard that it made a loud cracking sound against the glass. “Ms. Sweeney, Bridget, hang on a second.” He said. Bridget turned to face him, and saw that Mr. Kennedy had taken off his coaching shirt and was wearing only a wife beater. His chiseled chest muscles strained against the thin cotton. She could see his six-pack through the shirt as well. Bridget felt the muscles in her pussy twitch in arousal, she could still feel the remnants of her afternoon escapade dried on her leg and hoped that it wasn’t as noticeable to him as it was to her. “Yes, Mr.. I moaned as he started pistoning in and out of me. No, he was well above average. Leah kissed our cheeks, a smile on her face as she watched Jacob make love to me. My hands roamed Jacobs lean back, brushing Leahs exploring hand. Together, we groped Jacobs ass, pulling him tighter into me. Jacob broke our kiss, nuzzling at my neck as he pumped into me. Lean leaned in and we kissed. I felt so much joy as my husband and wife made love to me. Leah took my hand and moved it down to her steaming. “Fuck my cunt with your big, thick nine-inch cock.Fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt, fuck it, harder.“Harder, right up to your balls.”Dina moves to a chair, with Sarah leaning on her shoulders as they tongue kiss. “I am going to fuck you from behind while I grasp you big ass, while our guests watch,” I whisper as they watch me slowly slide my full, thick nine-inches into her, then withdraw and repeat.“That is awesome, your erection is magnificent, fucking magnificent, I want to have it,” Dean.