Mary did the honours with the lube, poking a large dollop into Kerrys arsehole and wriggling her fingers inside her to lube and stretch her. I watched...Mary doing this from between Kerrys thighs as I was running my tongue from her clit to her hole and back again and she was taking my cock to the back of her mouth, and bobbing her head up and down. When Kevin started to press his cock head into his wifes arse, she stopped moving up and down my cock. Guessing that she was tensing up I paid extra. "Annie, focus. Eyes forward. Where is your head at?" She pushed my chin forward and towards my outstretched left arm. Her left hand was now more on my left ass cheek than on my hip for support. She took her right hand away from my face and moved it down to my stomach grazing my right nipple with the side of her pinky on its way down. The electric shock that was sent from my nipple to my pussy and then up to my brain caused me to lose focus and thus begin to lose my balance. Donna sensed. .you d...doing to me? Oh my god don't you dare stop!" I picked up my pace a bit more and her speech became incoherent. I bear hugged her thigh and pounded into her. I could hear the squishy sounds as my rod flew into her sopping wet hole. I could feel her juices running down my sac to her thigh and ass.She suddenly seized up and all of her muscles locked. A high pitched squeal emitted from her as her twat muscles worked to milk my cock. The harder she squealed the harder I pumped. At the peak. But, good grief could I really tell Mrs. Miller that back on the day she had blistered Lauren’s bottom on the day we had played the ‘Book Girl’ trick, I had snuck down into the basement, all the time knowing the rest of Lauren’s family had gone with their dad to the Cubs Game.I snuck down to the basement and my curiosity getting the best of me listened through the vents that ran from the basement to the upstairs rooms including Lauren’s bedroom where I had just scurried from like a frightened.