But then she moaned and her slickness rubbed over my cock. When her lips caressed my swollen head, I thought I could not feel anything better.“Oh, o..., oh…” I couldn’t say anything else as she slid up and down on my tortured shaft.“Mmm, feel good baby?” She bit my lower lip.“Uh-huh. Oh god, it feels so good.”Melinda raised her hips and aligned my purple head with her dripping opening. Lowering, I entered her for the first time.“Ungh…” If I thought I felt good before, this was another level. So. I was hoping she would be ready to ride so to speak, but she was dressed normally but had a big smile. We spent some time in their living room on small talk and he had her sit down on the couch next to me. That's all I needed to reach out and start massaging her leg and chest through her clothes. Her hand fell on my cock almost as quick, and it didn't take long for him to suggest I see their bedroom. Up we went, and when we got there, he started stripping her, not sexy, but getting her clothes. I finished my imaginary phone call and followed her.The bathroom door was in full sight of the boys but not the pizza guy. The boys watched Marla go in the bathroom and as I passed them I heard one say, "Boy would I like to be a fly on that wall." I walked right in the bathroom; it was a one-person job. Small but it would do.I immediately started kissing her as my hands found her drenched pussy; I dropped to my knees and sat her round cheeks on the sink. I kissed and licked her thighs. They. I did tell her where the camera was and after that nothing. At one point I did over hear one of the guests ask Anne where Cindy was, her answer was that she wanted to spend some quality time with Leslie and was upstairs in her room. I thought to myself,quality time, from what had occurd I surely wondered what was going on upstairs. As was normal, I was the first one up Sunday morning, I made coffee and jumped on the computer to get some work done. Anne woke up a bit later and I got her her tea..