Well, I think this went on forever. We heard Daddy saying what are you two sluts doing in there, do I need to come in and break something up, and Mom...y laughed and yelled out no, I’m just having a little dessert here, wait your turn. After a few more real hard kisses on both of my cheeks, she stood up and turned me around and said taste my tongue, sweetie, so I did, and it tasted just like when I masturbate and lick my fingers for more spit, and then she said let’s go have more fun with. Then she lay back on the bed, unbuttoning her flannel shirt, and raised her legs for him to pull off her bulky pants.Frank quickly yanked them off her and tossed them on top of her shoes. Béla was wearing silky red panties underneath. He smiled, knowing she'd put them on just for him, because she didn't particularly like under-thingies. Frank wasn't about to tell her he didn't like red underwear on her; it made her beautiful, smooth, dark skin look pasty.Frank knelt down on the foot of the bed. And turned to Bill. Hello Bill. Ive been wanting to meet you. Cynthia tells me that you have a wonderful cock and you know what to do with it too. Feel how wet my pussy is from thinking about your beautiful cock. And I kissed him full on the lips, with my mouth open while I held him hard against me with one arm, and pulled his hand down to my pussy with my other hand. Jenny! How embarrassing! How can you talk like that in front of your husband? Or my girl friend? Your pussy certainly is wet.. He removed his wallet and paid in advance.He quickly stripped off his expensive clothes, no one would miss him for half an hour. 'Missy' entered, all pretence of a serious the****utic massage disappeared and she ran her teenage fingernails up the back of his muscular leg while cooing:"Does Mr like it hard or soft? Your body rub I mean," she said laughing.He admired Missy's firm young breasts. Her hand 'accidentally' brushed the back of his ball sack as she slipped the towel off and handed it to.