“Do her lips still taste like his cum?” I wonder again looking at her lips, “I wonder what he tastes like.” I repeat the scene in my head wher... Chris had been thrusting his cock so deep into her while watching Craig’s finger fucking my ass. Seeing in my mind again the moment that Chris had filled her mouth and throat with his cum, making Craig stop thrusting into my ass just before another orgasm ripped its way through my body. “Maybe you will find out…” Craig’s voice brings me back to the. I was swept of my feet and time froze. Both were looking into each other eyes until there was a call from crew. I knew we both are hit. There was telepathic communication of sorts. We returned to our senses and shoot again started rolling. There was so much heat between us. Again slowly kept my hands on her waist, this time she wriggled with my touch and everything proceeded normally.Anyway shoot continued and testosterone in me was rushing its new peak. With courage I started grinding dick. Almost without hesitation he slapped Marg’s tit hard, eliciting a squeal from his Aunt.“Don’t be a bitch Marg” He’d never talked like this in front of his mom, let alone to his Aunt.Marg had a look of defiance in her eyes, “What? All of our dad’s friend wanted to fuck me but he wouldn’t let them. Your mom on the other hand was taking them in every hole she could.”Jared could tell she was only saying to piss him off, so he went with it. He threw Marg to the rug and stripped his clothes. She. Her smooth legs massaging his hips, a dreamy look of lust on her beautiful older face as she stared sensuously into her new stud's eyes. "Geezus what a man," she whispered. "You sexy hung motherfucker, you knew, knew I was dying for that big hard cock, knew I needed a nasty white stud to fuck me and keep my ass in shape." Don responded by rocking his hips slightly, gently fucking the writhing wife with all but an inch of his cock, slow, easy strokes that instantly had her.