“Jesus, is that how you treat Amy? If it is then I want more. I've never been fucked in my mouth like that.” Diane looked at me like I had just un...ocked some kind of inner sexual demon in her.“I want to fuck you, Diane. Right her, right now,” I said to her.Diane looked at me thought for a moment. “Drew, I can't. Not here. John is downstairs. We just can't.”Just at that moment the sound of John’s voice came up from the garden. He was shouting for Diane.Diane quickly pulled her top down and wiped. It was obvious Connie had intentions of her joining us if she wanted, so I decided to make a move. I pulled my fingers out of Connie’s well and reached out for Cindy’s leg. My hand with its wet fingers found her at mid-thigh. There was no reaction when I touched her, or when I began massaging her inner thigh. Slowly I moved my hand higher, rubbing Connie’s pussy juice into Cindy’s flesh (or so the image in my head showed it). When I came to a point where her thighs met, before her crotch,. As promised he brought lunch around 1 or 2 pm. I was still feeling weird and told him I am not hungry.He left the lunch at my home and said he will come back in the evening to check on me. I didn’t say anything and he left. He came in the evening and found that I haven’t touched the food. He asked me if we could talk and I nodded. We sat on the couch.After a few moments, he started opening up to me. Ever since I moved in, I knew he was single as his wife had passed away a few years ago. His. .kissing her, groping her body all over as I went."This is hot," I could hear Dr. Smith say to himself, who I also noticed had his cell phone out recording us. "This is gonna make me a lot of money."In and out...up and down...up...up...Smack! Smack! Woosh! Woosh! "OOhhh!! Wait!" She yelled. "Fuck! You hit it! You hit my g-spot! Ohhh!! God! Yes!" I could feel her pussy squirt out some liquid. Then...then...my dick swelled, shook and it gave way, blowing my semen all over the inside of her.