Christi looked up over the woman's shoulder towards the dresser mirror. She smiled with her eyes, knowing that Mr. Trudeau was somewhere in the house,...watching a hidden camera behind the mirror. The two ladies were moaning, and Christi was playing it up, her legs wrapping around the other's waist, her arms wrapped around the strong back, her hips pressing rhythmically upwards into the other's crotch.When the older woman was sucking on a small attractive ear, the younger spoke passionately.. You noticed my smile and pulled back for a second, smiling as me too. We both looked down and noticed that the thin material that made up my dress pants was soaked with her wetness. "Oh," I said, mocking your expression from earlier. "I guess we'll just have to take those off," she said with a wink. We were alone in the house -- your parents were still at the party -- and you didn't hesitate as you pulled off my pants. I undid my dress shirt as you placed your tongue on the tip of my cock. You. "I couldn't believe it. I was hoping we'd jerk each other off, maybe trade blow jobs, but who knew where my finger in his ass would lead.I did as asked, surprised at how easily my soapy finger invaded his ass channel. He sighed. "Ohhh! That feels good. Move it in and out and wiggle it a bit."I wiggled it and rubbed it around, concentrating on this little nut I felt inside him (what we later found out were our prostates). "Feel my cock," he asked. I. "Jack shrugged, "Me either." Oh Jack, we are going to have so much fun," sighed Fay.Jack kissed her again, tenderly holding her lips to his, and felt Fay melt to its touch. This was not a kiss to arouse the fires inside her; this was a kiss to feed her soul."Is this your surprise?" asked Jack.Fay smiled beautifully at him and said nothing in reply."I like your surprises Fay, so I am definitely looking forward to.