I could not stop coming as Russ kept eating me out and sopping up every creamy drop. Looking over to my husband, he had my panties wrapped around his ...ock, stroking it hard. Russ stood up from his kneeling position after draining my hot pussy of every ounce of fluid and lifted my limp body to the nearby couch. I smiled and grabbed his cock pulling his body toward me I said, "You're not getting away from me yet." "Who says I'm going anywhere gorgeous, we're just getting started," licking his. ”“Me too,” Courtney cried. “I want to ... Oh. My. God ... So big ... So hard...”My curiosity got the better of me. I opened the door just a crack and looked downstairs. Becky Finklestein had her back to me. She was flexing her arms, and they were so big that her sweatsuit wrapped around them like spandex. Courtney clung to the right arm, and Gloria to the left.I looked at Courtney. Her eyes were wide as she strained with both arms to move Becky’s right arm from its flexed position, pulling at. I pussy squeezed around it, releasing more juices. My juices have a really musky taste and he must have enjoyed it as he started moaning as he was licking me. I had laid out the toys on the bed when I had come to change earlier so my vibe was right there. I handed him one of the vibes to insert in me while he was eating me. I wanted to cum fast and hard at that point, so the initial frustration would diminish and I could enjoy the weekend. He inserted the vibe in me and turned it on and kept on. But no, once installed on my back beside her, she lays down her head on my chest and slides a leg on me, trapping my still stretched dick. We spend the night in this position, a long night that I seem to pass sleepless, the lower abdomen sored, pain in my balls, imprisoned by the body and the leg of Murielle, with an enormous urge to relieve me, to jerk me off and my mind full of questions. Yet I must have fallen asleep because I’m woken up by a repetitive movement of Murielle’s leg that still.