One hand was running all over her breasts, pinching her nipples as she closed her eyes and slightly moaned. Syd’s other hand was rubbing her pussy ...ips. Her thumb was toying with her clit while her fingers buried deep in her cunt, pushing in deeper to find her g-spot.We were all getting so turned on. Us, by the physical interaction of my cock and Sam’s pussy and by watching Syd pleasure herself from watching us. Syd got so turned on from watching us that she couldn’t wait for us to finish,. ”“Like what?”“Well, you said that your clit hides away too much so we could get a hoodectomy procedure done and you said that you didn’t like all the fatty flab around your pussy so we could get a monsplasty procedure done as well. May as well get them all done at the same time and reduce the overall time that you’re going to be sore down here.”John’s hand was still cupping my pubis and he gently squeezed it.“I’ll look more than ten years younger, you’d do all that for me? And what about all my. Another look came from Ben and a huge smile lit his face as he pushed slowly forward.Jack had done this before many times but this time it was different. Anthea was no longer on the pill and pregnancy could well occur. He was aiding and abetting in Ben’s act of impregnation. Jack closed his eyes recalling every thrust, every sound and every orgasm Anthea went through as he held her until Ben groaned loudly and began pumping his potent seed into her. They were never quite sure if she conceived. I stalled in the entrance to the master bedroom and was at once appalled and unable to look away from the sight that greeted me. My wife lay on her back across the width of the bed, naked and her long brown legs spread as wide as you can imagine. Her hair laid out on the white bedclothes behind her, her pert tits rippling with the force she was being fucked with. There between her legs was Steve Arlen. a very close friend of ours, more like my Eddie Haskell. His well-shaped, muscular hairy.