His cock slightly quivering on his belly. Naked of course."I think I need a hand." he says and cannot suppress the grin.She looks at him and there is ... deep, twisty, hot shiver. A wave of lust. She licks her lips and drops the robe and towel on the floor. Kneeling by him she looks at his hands and up at his face. He puts his hands behind his head. She nods and strokes one finger very lightly over his dick.The rod of flesh twitches and bounces up off his flat tummy. She sighs softly and feels. We got into her car to drive to the dinner party. I gasped as I sat inthe passenger seat - the leather felt cool on the bare flesh above mystockings, as my skirt was not long enough to cover my thighs whenseated. She giggled and ran her fingers up my stockings before settingoff. "Now remember, there is nothing to worry about. You are notcooking, you just need to serve the food. You and another waitress.Once you have served us with each course, you can sit down with us andenjoy your meal as. Sherry looked at liv, “do you feel good about this? Without a doubt he fucked me stupid I never came so much in my life tomorrow night were going on a date then back home for some serious fucking same for me but is it a double date? I don’t think so he wants to spend time with me so does Tre wow this is great”!The next morning, she was tired and sore, but her body felt wonderful her pussy was still leaking from last night. As she sat in the kitchen drinking coffee her mind flashed back to her. Join us in a few minutes" I nodded my head in silent approval as my wife shook her ass as she lead Lindsey by the hand to our bedroom. I shed my clothes, checked on our sleeping children, and moved down the hall to our room. In the dim light of our room, I saw a dream Lindsey on her back with Liz face down lapping her pussy with reckless abandon. My sister's moan and motions were enough that I slowly stroked my cock. Men have always dreamed of a private sex show. Damn. There was one.