I slowly bite my lower lip, but before I can see his reaction Jack pulls me towards him.“You’re getting impatient aren’t you?” He smiles with ... double raise of his eyebrows.“I can’t deny it. Well, I could but you wouldn’t believe me anyway.”“I never do. Come on let’s make this interesting.” He takes my hand moving us to them.“Wanna switch!?” my boyfriend yells indiscreetly to Richard, nodding to his wife.It won’t be the last time he asks that tonight.Richard studies me from head to toe as if I. ..or stop this while she still could. Then I watched Joseph’s hands running his hands on Ana’s waist. Then it happened. I could see Anita slightly pushing her ass backward. It was a very slight movement and then she relaxed. But seconds later, I saw her lifting her ass cheeks again…Joseph noted it and responded with a very slight move forward, brushing his very hard bulge against my wife’s round buttocks. I could hear Anita’s breath start to tense up. My former mate then reached around and. He looks as though he thinks for a living, rather than working with his hands. His dark suit is stylish and tidy. His eyes are possessive as he stares down at your almost bare thighs, your thin purple panties on show. Then he kneels without a word, his clean-shaven face serious with intent.His hands are on your hips, and you like him staring at you. You jump though, when his lips touch the front of your panties. You know he can feel you. You know he can tell you're shaved. You know he's hard,. I am a nurse and had just finished working the graveyard shift. It was already a hot steamy morning when I arrived home right around 8. My husband was already gone to work. Two of my younger single next-door neighbors were outside. Both of them were wearing a pair of really short shorts like Richard Simmons wore along with combat boots. They were both shirtless, and the heavier guy, Jeremy's shorts were a few sizes too large and hung low on his hips giving a view of a patch of his black pubic.