Ana impaled herself onto my hard erection and she began riding me back and forth. She moaned with her eyes shut as she rode my dick…Then I stared at...Tom and he understood what I wanted. He just approached my wife from behind and bent forward to lick her ass.Anita moaned again, as she felt that tongue making her hole wet.Holding his rock hard cock, Tom rubbed her tiny asshole and he slipped in very easily; he pushed forward and she screamed out.Very soon Tom announced he was coming; so he just. I looked at it for a moment, then I noticed something. Actually, a couple of somethings. My hair -- in the painting -- was shorter, almost a crewcut. And the hair on my arms and legs looked a lot thicker. No, I didn't look like an ape or anything. I've got fairly fine body hair, not really noticeable except for some on my chest, and was clean shaven. The "me" in the picture had somewhat hairy arms and legs, and "he" was sporting a mustache and closely cropped beard.I shook my head trying to. Across her belly, over her neck, chest, her aching tits. Paying extra attention on her tits she rubs them and tweaks the nipples, eliciting moans from herself and Antonio.“Stop Lacey! I’m trying to drive here.” His voice was husky, laced with barely contained control. Pay back was a bitch. She ignored him. Gently not to hurt her dress she pulled down the neckline till her pale skin glowed under the lacey cups of the bras. Licking her fingers she traced her rosey nipples. Hardening them into. ..”I waved my arms at her. “Now, don’t be hasty. I didn’t say anything like that. I’m just a little surprised, is all.” I began to unbutton my shirt.Marilyn smiled. “I have to tell you, I had a visit from a very discreet Secret Service Agent, a woman, and we had a little discussion. Were you aware that we get every station broadcast anywhere in the world here? Or something like that. Stations like the Playboy channel? And a few others?” Marilyn blushed at that. “She showed me how to dial them.