The realization that those ladies actually can make love to each other blew my head off; I couldn't believe that we -men - could be replaced like this... The two women started to caress each others' bodies; barb was pulling away at her friends breasts and sucking her mouth with greedy lips. Patty wasn't quite either; she had her fingers dancing around in barb's bush trying to reach her hidden core.My gaze was trapped between their figures but an awkward pause from their side followed by lusty. You smiled down at me and told me that you missed me, too, before squeezing me tight, holding my head to your chest. I nuzzled against you, pushing my face against the muscles of your broad body, like a kitten wanting to feel you against my eyes, nose and cheeks. You leaned your head down to me and pushed your forehead against mine, our faces so close as we breathed each other in, enjoying the closeness. Your hand came up to hold my face, your palm cupping my cheek as your looked into my eyes.. Pocket rockets. Prostrate milkers. Pocket pussys. I told Lizzie to order whatever she liked and surprised me. So that night in bed as I was trying to sleep Lizzie sat there, circling items she would like to try.I sort of forgot all about the toys. Then one day I came home early. I walked up the stairs and as I got closer to the bedroom I heard a loud buzzing. I stood in the door way of our bedroom and there lay Lizzie lost in her passion.She was lying on her side; she had a vibrating butt plug. He gave two slow and deep strokes before removing his t-shirt. Then holding my waist, he started drilling me from behind. He was stroking so hard and ramming my pussy like a slut. I was trying not to scream because my parents were in the house.Juices were flowing out of my pussy which had lubricated my vagina. Now his dick was moving in and out smoothly but with increasing force. Sex noises of his penis entering and leaving my vagina were loud and sounding like my vaginal walls are slapping.