Slowly, teasingly, my hands crept ever downwards, circling around your tummy the whole the time. Your skirt, long since wrapped up around your waist c...me off, and you were lying there, so beautiful in your pretty blue panties which were saturated most wonderfully with moisture.My hand continued moving downwards, caressing your leg down to the knee, then back up and down the other leg. I could see as I looked into your eyes that the ache was becoming powerful, consuming, but still I avoided your. As he did, I could see my wife's pussy glistening wet, as well as seeing a small amount of Omar's sperm beginning to ooze out from between her bright pink pussy lips; again sending a thrill through me.I stood at the foot of the bed looking down at my wife and Omar laying there; as well as the look of her very well-fucked pussy. The realization that Omar's sperm was now deep within Mara's pussy, and that she was at her very peak moment of ovulation and fertility, sent an additional thrill. Put your eyes back inside your head Rob.” And then she started laughing. She leaned close and whispered in my ear, “Isn’t Lisa so hot. I have the best friends, right?” I nodded in agreement and we lay our towels out on the sun chairs. Lisa asked Angela to put suntan lotion on her back and Angela took the SPF 50 and slowly and methodically covered every inch of Lisa’s body. I could swear the two of them were enjoying it and I was certainly enjoying watching. When she was finished Angela. Amen.” The bellows in the pump organ wheezed as the congregation sat. Poor Miranda was silent throughout the singing while her sister and Katie joined in enthusiastically. I had a lot of sympathy for the way she was feeling. I was no opera singer, but I held my own in the school chorus. Unlike Kyle, who couldn’t carry a tune in a bucket. Unlike Jason, whose rich baritone carried the harmony of the Doxology throughout the little church. So beautiful. Miranda gave me a mental squeeze to.