Holy shit I can taste myself! Our dance in the small bathroom became obsessive. Unfamiliar hands were finding new-fangled toys. Karen held my head ti...htly as I threw caution to the wind and traced the plump sides of her lovely breasts. Our mouths locked in place; moaning into the hollow of each other’s souls; singing the song we had just written moments ago. Her right hand roamed my back so delicately, so tenderly, perfectly and magically arousing my nipples all the way around the other side. So I started down our hallway & as I came up onto our bedroom door I began to hear a buzzing sound. So I quietly & sneaky like grabbed the door knob & began to slowly turn it while pushing the door open at the same time. Well here my husband is dressed in some of my lingerie with MY virbator deep inside his ass & his big thick rock hard cock in hand. He was completely oblivious to me standing there in our doorway because he just kept on with pounding his ass extremely hard. I was instantly. I can’t tell I haven’t seen any yet-do u want to?-ooh yeah-when & where ?-I don’t know…. …May be in the bathroom of library-ooh that would be very embarrassing , someone may see us coming out together , butwhat about the computer room ?-why not ?-ok(& I asked myself what the hell , she’s not allowed to go out on a date , she refuse to break her father words , but she can give a boob job in the computer room ,& don’t consider it a date , what’s the point !! ) That day we went , the computer. It seemed to me that Clarice took rather longer than would have been necessary applying the lotion to Susan’s breasts and legs, but Susan relaxed during the process, and then reciprocated in kind. Clarice is a fair-complexioned redhead, and Susan chatted with her as she thoroughly rubbed Clarice down. My kitchen chores took somewhat longer than they would have if I had not had this distraction. After completing the kitchen cleanup, I retreated to the bedroom and put on my swimsuit, and went.