It took just seconds to lift the tee-shirt and reveal a tit that he had always admired. He kissed the nipple that seemed to grow while moving up insid... her thigh to reach that heavily haired target and this time she did give an oral response but instead of giving any sign of protest, pushed herself forward so that her cunt received the massage that he was performing. Something had to give as he unbuckled and pushed his trousers down, freeing his throbbing erection. He pulled her head towards it. Erica twisted around so that she could kiss Lorna and exchange cunt juice. The smell of female sex filled the room. Lorna and Grace looked at each other while avoiding eye contact. Their hair was a mess, sweat covered their body, and patches of cunt juice shined on their face and tits. Surprisingly neither seemed to feel remorse or guilt. Neither could lie and say she didn’t have a good time. But they also knew this session was not over yet.Marge walked over to the other couch. Erica got up and. ‘Let her go!’ He yelled. ‘I’m sorry dear…’ panted his wife. ‘I can’t help it…John, this is just too good.’ Christina kept licking and sucking on the mayor’s wife’s clitoris, and soon she was groaning and grinding her hips into Christina’s face. ‘Fight it, Beatrice!’ Yelled the Mayor, ‘If you climax you’ll be her slave!’ Christina increased the speed of her tongue, and was soon rewarded when she heard Beatrice moan loudly in an orgasm. ‘Did you enjoy that?’ Asked Christina. ‘Oh yes mistress!’. As she got in, she turned around to find Morton on the couchin the living room, not sleeping but with a spy glass over one eye,held by one hand, oh wonderful he was watching that moment the wholetime without any noise. Aha, thats why he is known as the Renard, thefox."I thought you would be in bed, Daddy?" Chloe uttered mockingly, with aface of annoyance showing. "Oho, I needed to get a nice look at yourloverboy-so that's him eh," Morton replied back, first with joking toneto shifting to.