Stacy gently guided Michael's mouth to her breast. When she knew he would remain there, she let go his head. She caught Kayla's look of wonder. Soon M...chael, eyes still tightly closed, moved by himself and captured the breast on his other side, the breast that he knew belonged to Kayla. She gasped, but did not resist.When Michael sat back, Stacy guided Michael's hand to her panty-covered mound. Kayla hesitated, then reluctantly did the same. Stacy drew Michael's hand up and down her slit. Kayla. As I got to the top of the stairs I saw a light on in the front bedroom. I froze and listened, confrontation was not part of the job. After what felt like an age and no sounds coming from the room I crept forward and peered in. On the bed was a woman in what looked like an expensive evening gown asleep on the bed. An empty bottle of wine lay on the floor. I gently pushed open the door and silently entered. "Quietly now". I was thinking as I crept in. I went to her dresser and went. To my utter surprise she reacted by lifting up her bathrobe a bit and exposing her pussy. Her legs were closed together but her more than perfect pussy lips were in full few for me. They were closed like a big puffy, pink clam. It was the most perfect pussy I'd ever seen. Lieke's fingers were going through the small patch of brown pubic hair just above her lips explaining to me that they were the last ones and all the others wouldn't come back. She looked up and saw me staring at her pussy. She. As we entered the room, one of Carol’s co-workers, Darnell, approached us. He was a short fat black male in his upper fifties.I shook his hand and Carol gave him a hug. We all went to the bar to get some mixed drinks and headed to the back of the room. The place was starting to fill up as other people trickled in. Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves and standing around socializing.When we made it to the back corner of the room, I saw that Darnell had his hand on my wife’s butt. She leaned.