With a body like hers I would have expected she had at least tried more than just a plain missionary with a hair trigger high school pop gun. At least...she is quiet," the supervisor said as she directed me over to a lower counter to where I could count out all of the dollar coins while the teller counted out the hundreds.Smiling I asked, "Can you get me one of the counting containers? I have to go bug your sister before they close."She quickly brought me over one of the metal boxes designed to. As we stood looking at one another, my lust for him just kept amplifying. After a short while, Wally extended his arms and placed his hands on my waist. Everything about his approach was totally unhurried and sensual. As his hands began excavating my torso, it felt like I was in hands of an art dealer, appraising a rare piece of objet d‘art.Very slowly, I moved my hands onto his lower arms before gradually moving them ever upward. By the time my hands reached his shoulders, Wally’s hands began. The motion continued with me forcing his thick black throbbing cockhead as deep as possible into my mouth, just getting to the edge of gagging and then withdrawing. After a few minutes I needed a quick break.I went back to licking, tonguing and jerking his cock before being ready to resume my deeper sucking regime. For the next hour I savored the experience and alternated between deep sucking, with my wife and Will taking turns guiding my head, then taking breaks when I would jerk and lick his. It was bright pink and very shiny from all her juices. She imagined that it was Gina’s wet snatch. Oh how she wished she could shove her fingers up Gina’s pussy and suck on that sweet little clit of hers. Angel rubbed her slit and brought the moisture up to her clit. Her clit was so huge. She couldn’t waste any time. She was supposed to be going pee. It didn’t take that long to go pee. She got down on the rug and lifted her legs into the air. She rubbed her slit until her juices were dripping.