He didnt even bother with the garage. Just waited long enough for Alex to drive around the corner and then he waltzed in through the front door. He wa...ked upstairs, not even trying to be quiet and walked into the bedroom where Desiree was tied up. Her head snapped towards the doorway as she heard something. Alex? I thought you left for work. Michael grinned as he undid his belt. This bitch was his, finally. He turned, eyes spying a camera on the desk. Looks like Im getting some pictures out of. And then the moved in again and our tongues were into each other’s mouth. Her hands were all over my face and hair and my hands were making their way to her boobs.I was just wearing a T shirt and a Capri. She took off my t-shirt while kissing me while my hands were busy collecting her gown to take it out. Soon we were both naked. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Her nipples were erect and my hands were all over her breasts, crushing them. She was already moaning.I was sucking on her right. Finally after two hours of listening to them fucking and trying hard not to cum myself they were finished. The look on my wife was a real turn on,seeing her walk slowly with him to the door and giving him a kiss before turning back to me. Her hair was all messed up, her face was flush and red and she was taking deep breaths before she kissed me. I don't think I have ever seen my wife in this state of exhaustion, I only wished I could have seen it all happening . I led her to the bedroom and. She would for damned sure! And as she thought of Peter Knight, she sucked her brother's cock with even more verve and determination, her breasts dancing wildly below her pumping head, bringing Randy closer and closer to his longed-for release."Suck it, SUCK IT OFF!" Randy urged, as he dropped his head back on the pillow and closed his eyes. For a moment, he pretended it was the tender lips and tongue of Davie Knight that were ministering to his carnal needs, that it was the pretty teenager who.