She'd figure it out later. A good jog always cleared her mind. But she had to find something to wear before she could go out.Then she had it. David ha... left some sweats here for when he slept over so he didn't have to worry about what to wear for his early morning jogs. After he had left yesterday, she had washed his clothes, and they were still in the laundry basket by the door where she left them when she finished last night.But as she walked, she noticed another problem. The panties she wore. He loved watching his wife and Goody do each other. They were so good at it! They werent completely undressed yet but he could see their exposed breasts. Dot had reached deep into Goodys underwear and from the movement of the bulge in her panty crotch he could tell Dot was finger-fucking her and teasing her clit with her thumb. Dot sucked a nipple into her mouth as Goody continued to speak haltingly. Dot joined in, Do you remember the four of us fucking in that little apartment we had on the. She reached for my shorts. My mind screamed, 'Stop her,' but my hard cock screamed back, I don't know what it screamed, but my cock won. Debbie pushed my shorts down, and as she did, my cock bounced up. She gave a nervous little laugh at that. My cock was sticking straight up in the air. Debbie did not take her eyes off my cock. She very slowly reached out, and very slowly and gently took hold of my cock. As she touched it, I moaned, but not loud enough to drown out her moan. She slowly stroked. . Michael ..."The boy effortlessly applied pressure to move her head closer until her lips actually brushed against the smooth surface of his glans. Beth felt like a trapped a****l with her head caught vice-like in his hand. Her own hand was still wrapped around his cock but now, instead of stroking him, she used it to try and push the throbbing organ away from her mouth."N-not yet, Michael. ... This isn't right. ... Please!"The boy ignored her whimpering protests as he placed his free hand on.