I could only mentally compliment these sexually superior men.Ellen, obviously enjoying her Saturday afternoon impromptu fucking party, sighed loudly a... she uncoupled from Bobby with a "Swishing PLOP" as their genitals separated. Both laughed at it happened. Again, they mutually praised each other's screwing efforts.A few moments later I heard my wife ask Ray if he wanted some of her. It was hard believing she was such a fucking machine. She had to be possessed, was my mental opinion. It. Finally, both my parents caught a laughing fit and judging from Emily's grin, she too was well involved in their little, self-satisfied entertainment scheme. Screw you, guys. Seriously!When they finally left, I felt much better, relieved, even, though I still felt betrayed, kind of. Standing next to me with an arm still wrapped around my waist, Emily waved them goodbye as they drove off while I had my eyes fixated on the floor in my teenage boy's shame.Once back inside, Emily closed the door. Both the MILF and the stud are in a feverish haste to fuck each other; neither one of them can wait to make it to the bedroom and besides, Judy’s husband will soon be home. Soon the MILF’s dress is in a crumpled heap on the living room floor, her discarded heels lying nearby. She rides her stud cowgirl on the sofa, slamming herself down on him over and over again, Aaron reaching up to tightly grip her bouncing C-cup boobs. “Oh my god! Oh my god!” she cries out loudly as she achieves climax and. He had a habit of barging into offices, but only if the door was not all the way shut. “Knock, knock, ladies! I heard you in here. Anything exciting?” He smiled at the two women sitting beside each other. Trying to remain calm, he looked away quickly from Jennifer as soon as he noticed she was wearing the blue blouse.He looked Gretchen in the eyes to distract himself and noticed just how much he disliked the amount of makeup that she wore. Deciding to keep things neutral, he asked, “Busy doing.