She was fingering herself, and groping her left breast, her gaze lusty and sinful."Hello Martin, this is Jessica, she works with me. I hope you don't ...ind if I brought her home." she said as her hands groped and played with her body. Jessica was a master cocksucker as she alternated between rolling her lips and tongue around the head of my cock and engulfing me halfway down her throat. Her moans, her nails on my balls, and the site of Julie masturbating had me firing my load down her throat in. Lisa follows her lead. They dress. Marcy fixes a round of drinks. Tim and Tomas dress also as to Ron and Lisa. Mark and Amy wonder if Ron has forgotten about Amy entirely. Perhaps he is spent for the night and will let Amy off the hook. Wendy delivers drinks. Tomas uses the moment to approach Tim. “Tim, I want to tell you that you’re a lucky man. Your wife is amazing.” Tim smiles embarrassed slightly but responds in kind, “You’re lucky yourself.” Tomas leans in and says more. Naturally, I was curious about his package, so I took a quick glance, and it didn’t disappoint. Although not the same proportion as his friend, he was definitely hung. His thick cock arched downward from his hairless crotch over a pair of fine eggs. It ended, as I had recalled, in a tapered pucker of foreskin.“Not bad for 70, right?” he said, standing in front of me with his hands on his hips.“You don’t look a day over 69,” I joked.“Ah! My favorite number!” he laughed and stuffed his remaining. "So, we both know what you were doing on that fence." My heart started racing. She found me out. "You weren't checking out your tree, you were checking out me." she said with a smirk. “We black women have a built in white guy radar." she said jokingly. "We know when y'all are checking us out and we love it. So since your here, Ive got something that you can do." she said as she grabbed a bottle of body oil. Was she really asking me to do this. "You want me to oil you?" I asked. "And then some.".