Wren pussy is not sloppy by any means. If I had to choose another pussy besides Syndy, it would be Wren’s. Other than Syndy, Wren is my all-time fav...rite fuck.“Tam, I’ve got to go pee. Let me up please.” She scooted off the end of the bed and I scooted off after her. I had morning wood, and the fact she had been sucking on him for quite a while didn’t help.Tam followed me into the bathroom. “Can I point him at the toilet? I always wanted to help a guy pee.”She held my dick as I started to pee. Then Shelley’s determination to swallow it, her cheeks bulged, she got wide eyed, her lips glistened as his spunk tried to get out, but Shelley was having none of it, she took it all and gleefully. When the man pulled away his accomplice pulled Shelley backwards and down on to the bed on her back, the she leaned over her. She kissed her which my wife accepted fully, I could sees her toying with Shelley’s nipples, her mouth opened and closed in arousal. Some how I hadn’t noticed she was wearing. He shook his head and ushered me down a hall into his bedroom. There was a large king size bed in the middle and a table and chair setting over by a large bay window on the right. "What about everyone else?" I asked as he pulled me in and softly pushed the door. It didn't shut properly. "They're right, they'll find things to do." He said grabbing my head and kissing me deeply again.He pushed me down onto the bed and started lifting my dress. I knew i shouldn't just let him have me, but fuck it. I smiled and imagined his new feelings, his new ecstasy. A bulbous cockhead feels more intense than the touch of a pointed finger. I love it, and he seemed to also. I waited until he calmed and then I started to pull out and push back in. I fucked him slow for a second stroke and pushed my left hand down on his cock and held it there, applying an erotic pressure on his shaft. I reached around my back with my right hand and worked my digital camera free from the back of my cincher. I.