Her mind is racing with every rush of orgasm passing through her, washing away her fears and replacing it with a****listic lust and passion. A powerfu... feeling of just wanting to be fucked over takes reason and she gives into it with ease. Rolling her hips with more force and plunging the fingers inside her deeper she grabbed hold of the bar and moaned loud enough to get a smile from behind the mask. He knew that at that moment her body and for the time being mind were his. He let her take. I placed that one into his ass and started worming it in. My wife's pussy was gushing now, her orgasm was just beginning. I leaned forward and started licking her come juice off his prick, but I soon had a better idea. I pushed my tongue into my wife's spasming cunt and felt the whole length of his swelling penis sliding up and down my entire tongue. As he stroked out of her, he withdrew enough that my tongue rode up over the rim of his cockhead and when he stroked into her, I tried to reach. “I can’t! We’re not! I’m not!” She stammered.I stared at her evenly.“I don’t know what to do!” She exclaimed, throwing up her hands in exasperation.“I’m sure you’ll figure it out.” I grinned, turning to look at Gwen.The blond girl had a small smirk on her face and when I nodded at her, she lay back and opened her legs. Olivia turned towards her friend and recoiled to see her spread eagle.“I can’t!” Olivia cried out, backing away.“Sure you can!” I laughed. I put my hand on Olivia’s back and. She went upstairs and I took a Coke from the fridge and went into the lounge. After about 20 minutes I need the loo and went up to the bathroom. When I came out I saw her bedroom door was slightly open and I couldn't resist the temptation of having a peek. She was on the bed still in her dressing gown with her back to the door, fast asleep. It has lifted slightly at the bottom and I could see a curve of a buttock and her thighs. I didn't even think, I just crept in and lifted the dressing gown.