Slipping on a pair of silky shorts and nothing else, Shay trudged barefoot to the kitchen. She usually wore as little clothes as necessary in the clim...te controlled private apartment. Sitting on a stool at the counter, hot coffee in her hand she waited for Kent. When he came out of the bathrom wrapped in a towel, hair wet and spiky, he was headed for the bedroom until he noticed Shay down the hall. Walking up behind her, kissing her neck and partaking in a light caress of her right. I knew what she was doing, and it was alright with me. She was getting me ready, to fuck her ass in the shower. She did not rinse my cock, but turned away from me, bent over displaying her button, ready for plunder. I put my finger inside her ass, making sure it was ready. She turned to me and smiled. I spread her cheeks and slowly inserted the tip of my cock in her ass. She held in a muffled scream, as I tore her open. Once I got my big cock head in, she relaxed, and it was easier. I slowly. )I was super-nervous at this point. Here I was, watchingsomething usually done only in the privacy of one’s ownbedroom. I’m no prude, believe me, and I’ve had all theusual fantasies, but actually to be there and to watcha husband and wife “doing it” in front of me was reallystrange! Moreover, when I saw Donna start to bob her head overAndy’s proud boner, I was amazed to see that shebottomed out, right down to the root, on the very firstthrust! Andy must have. I blew gently on her pussy, eliciting a further moan from her. I knew she was screaming out for me to trail my tongue over her clit, and her hips bucked slightly as I leaned in over the delicate nub. I waited until the last second until I drew my head away, instead trailing my tongue lightly over her labia, tasting her sweetness for the first time. I kept this up for an eternity, carefully exploring her sex with my tongue, but never reaching her most sensitive parts. Eventually she begged, and.