I started moaning once again. Juices were overflowing and he was drinking it. At a moment, my pussy couldn’t contain and let out the juice while I p...sh his head more towards my pussy. After drinking all the juices he stood up and he took my position and he lifted his lungy. I knelt down and took his big rod in my mouth. Within few minutes he loaded the cum in my mouth. After that I buttoned my blouse and we went to our car while one man commented good show. It was around 11 pm now. As soon as. “Yes. What are you doing?” “Panting.” Angie let out a purr. “He’s delicious.” Megan rolled her eyes and sighed. “Come on, Angie.” She reached for the doorknob and saw Kelly walking toward the truck. He was wearing shorts and a muscle shirt, which made her silently echo her friend’s thought of delicious. “Prude,” Angie chided as the door opened. She walked out ahead and waved to Kelly, who waved back, looking more than a little confused. “Get in the car,” Megan whispered through her teeth, and. Sam removed his rock hard monster, veins full, head fat and glistening, the shaft so thick neither Jess nor Kim could touch fingertips when holding it. It flexed hot in their tugging hands, the slit dripping a strand of precum greedily collected by Jess’s free hand. She rubbed the slick juice in her palm and amongst her fingers. Then she licked her hand and fingertips, savoring the texture and taste. Smooth and sweet was the juice on her tongue. Kim collected her own sample and did her own. They went to work. I started to talk to the lead guy about the house around the corner. I asked them if it was an older white couple and he said yes. They were getting a swing set for the grand k**s. I told him I knew the couple but not personally. I found the wife for being an older lady sure kept herself in shape while the husband was a bot belly out f shape guy. You got me curios. Was the husband home for the installed? Lets just say there is a word for the husband “cuckold” and the wife.