”“You know you like it,” she said teasingly.He nodded.“Just do it,” he almost whimpered.Bree took her hand back and lick...d her palm. She flashed him a coquettish look. She reached into her little vintage hand bag and produced a bottle of lotion. She took it and drizzled some on Luke’s dick. He gasped when the cool liquid touched him.Bree wrapped her hand around the base of his cock. She glided it upwards. Luke moaned in a way I’d never imagined him. Carl gave her butt a little slap, making her squeal. As she sat down on Tom’s lap I noticed she looked a little flushed. I looked at her questioningly and she just smiled back, so I turned my attention back to the game. At least I tried to, but out of the corner of my eye I caught Tom rubbing my daughter’s bare leg, moving his hand up higher and higher. When it got close to her crotch, she pushed it away, but that wasn’t enough to make him give up.That must have been what Carl had been doing. Each time that big cock of his spurted inside me I hoped that would be the one to do it. We had an open marriage. He knew that going in. I loved to have threesomes and foursomes with him. We had met some cool couples and enjoyed sex with them. I also wanted to be able to play on my own. In particular with a black guy I worked with and had a sexual relationship with for about three years. I didn't want that to stop and my husband agreed to that. I had the opportunity to have sex with a few of my. She gave me a halfhearted slap on my forearm. “Stop teasing me. That was embarrassing,” Sylvia said, then paused. “But it WAS kind of interesting and kind of sexy to watch in the mirror,” she admitted as I helped get her back into position to continue our mirror pussy tour. I did not say a word, though that was perhaps one of the most incredible things I had ever witnessed.She lowered the mirror, and I picked up right where I’d left off, “And up at the very top of your pussy is the magical.