I sat down on my knees to retrieve thenapkin and to look at Chad’s cock fucking my sweet wifefrom close by. I was so engrossed in the sight that...Ididn’t notice Blake peering lustily from behind me.When I saw him, he gently but firmly pushed me straightahead to my wife’s musky pussy still oozing Blake’swarm sperm. I hesitated but Blake didn’t and pushed mein the ravines of my wife’s freshly fucked spunkedpussy. I tentatively took a lick of my first. A few minutes ago, she could have used some ‘help’, in a matter of speaking. It didn’t help to calm her down much, out of nowhere someone had snuck up on her, when she had thought that she was alone! Looking around, she couldn’t see anyone else nearby, and was worried about any ‘ulterior’ motives he may have. Amanda: ‘Ummm, I’m okay, sorry for the misunderstanding. I’ll be leaving now.’ Man: ‘Good night. Sorry again.’ Amanda stood up, and even though she had no idea about which direction to. "The coat's too small." Connie," the sister said, "give me a dollar so I can stuff it in his g-string." Donnita!" Constance Mendoza said, slapping at her sister's hand. "Hector has a green t-shirt that might work. I don't think 'Chippendale's Elf' is going to work for the foster kids."Scott folded his hands under his arms to cover his chest. The sister, Donnita, kept making exaggerated eyes at him and pursing her lips.Connie came back with the t-shirt before things got too uncomfortable. Hector. He couldtell he was almost ready to blow his load already so he let go of his dickand took a deep breath to cool off. Grabbing his towel he dried offproperly, slipped on a pair of tight, black boxers and made his waydownstairs. It was eight thirty on a Friday evening, Halloween in fact, andJulien was planning to spend the night in horror movies he'd borrowed froma friend. Grabbing a bottle of Coke and a bag of chips he made his way into theliving room, splaying himself on the sofa..