After their late lunch, they sat around the table talking for a while. Evie and Dave excused themselves and left. A little later, after the women had ...leaned up, everyone migrated toward the living room. As they opened the door to leave the kitchen, they heard music coming from the living room.Hearing music in the house wasn't unusual by any means, but this had the unmistakable sound of live piano and a guitar. But as Jeff increased his pace in anticipation and neared the living room door, he. Clara reached back and slid her thong to the side, and she pressed the head of my cock against her wet pussy. My cockhead slid up and down her lips, and moments after Mr. C had thrust his way into Ms. Wagner, I pushed myself deeply inside Clara. She felt hot and perfect, and exquisitely tight around my cock. I found myself wondering how much Mr. C’s huge organ would stretch her. Clara was mostly a shadow in front of me. The little bit of light that came in through the door lit up only a sliver. I was now almost shaking with desire for this beautiful woman.She approached me at the bed we kissed stronger than we did before she pulled my top over my head and returned to my neck and shoulders kissing and nibbling raising goose bumps on my skin. She pushed me onto my back somehow unfastening my bra as I lay down (yes I wear a bra to bed, my boobs need all the support they can get).She pressed her lips forcefully against mine and pushing her tongue into my mouth. Our passions were fully. “Yeah, I like that. Puddles of warm goo being squirted down my throat and all over my body. It’s great” – I claim. (As I push him against the wall and drop down to my knees instantly) “Tell me what you want; don’t be shy” (As I unbutton his jeans and struggle to pull them down; thanks to his growing bulge) He stutters, and murmurs that he wants to face fuck me, and smack his cock against my body. He wants to spend the rest of the night giving me his throbbing cock, and he promises I’ll love.