" She took another sip of coffee, "So what do we do now?" she asked.I placed a bottle of rinse treatment for her hair on the table in front of her, "F...rst you go upstairs and rinse that crap out of your hair and get your self back to the beautiful looking woman I have loved for so many years. Then we go out to breakfast and talk." You mean this mess will rinse right out?" Of course. It's essentially nothing more than a strong water color paint. You didn't think I would do anything like this. Seeing that the two familiar fuckers before them were at ease with their unusual but clearly pleasurable arrangement, the group of onlookers dropped their teasing and instead cheered Henry and Hilda on, accepting the situation as merely another extension of the Humpers' famously debaucherous lifestyle."Wooo!" Kenny yelled. "Fuck that pussy, Henry! Show your mom what she gave you! Ha ha ha ha!" Hell, yeah!" added Bunnie. "Take that dick, Miss Humper! Tee hee hee! He's fucking you way harder than. But this wasn’t a driving action for stimulation. This was more of a massaging, comforting action for easing into completely stopping.We lay like that, me comfortably on top of him as we regained our normal heart rate, not to mention our breath. I was happy and comfortable staying just like that, kissing and hugging, as his once hard and driving cock became soft and slowly slipped from my again very used cunt. Once it did slip out, dragging a thin line of our mixed juices with it, I swung my. Slowly Pete worked his cock in and out of Amy's hot, tight, hole. He was slow and easy for almost 5 minutes "JUST FUCK ME ALREADY! GIVE IT TO ME GOD DAMN IT! SLAM IT TO ME. PETE PLEASE!" Amy screamed as she pushed up against Pete. Sara gave him the nod. Pete moved faster. He tried to keep from hammering into her cervix. Pete pumped fast as Sara rubbed faster on Amy's clit and pinched a little harder on her right nipple. Amy's head pushed back into the mattress. Sara leaned in taking Amy's.