There’s jam and marmalade in the fridge as well. And there is orange juice.”“Thanks for remembering,” I replied.“Thank Milena! She’s the o...e who reminded me; she’ll be back down in a moment.”Clarissa and I fixed our breakfast and had just sat down at the table when Milena returned. She poured coffee for all of us, then sat down next to her mom.“Any plans for the day?” Milena asked.“No,” I replied. “Nothing beyond hanging out.”“OK. If you go out, there’s a house key hanging on the hook next to. And he humped against her. She responded by pressing her legs and parting them a little so his hard cock lay between them.They moved to the dark shadow of a large bush ... "May I ...?" he said. "I've always wanted you to kiss me ... I thought if you became my father-in-law that I would want to sleep with you as well"."Oh, Gwen, please let me ...." and his words were stopped by her red lips. Soon his tongue found his way deep into her mouth. "I don't know about sleeping with me", he said, "but I. It was the story of her life…dripping hot cunt under the professional veneer. She walked into the hotel room and she could see the grin on Jake’s face as he appreciated the irony of her costume but also the disappointment on his friend’s face. She smiled to herself as she knew he wouldn’t be disappointed long. She excused herself to go to the bathroom while Scott checked his camera. When she came out she had changed more than her clothes. She strutted to Jake and kissed him deeply, her. We lit another bowl of weed and passed it around when they came back. ‘Fuck I want more!’ Melisa said. ‘Me too’ said my wife. The ladies positioned themselves to suck me to hardness again then lay me across the couch. Melisa planted her lovely vagina on my face and I began licking her clit. My wife rode my cock. Both women took turns licking and biting the other’s breasts between orgasms. They switched positions and Melisa rode my cock while I tasted my wife’s juices. I was covered in their.