Shit.I started to laugh nervously. "This is unreal. You have to understand. Last month I was talking to contractors and trying to decide on whether to...tile the pool in blue or red. Now you're telling me that if I fuck someone in a game show, I can sit pretty on a million dollars."He stood up and I felt a momentary panic that he thought I was saying no. The panic surprised me because I thought I was going to say no. The confusion must have show on my face because he smiled his pretty boy smile. Mrs V then did something that surprised Mr V. She told the youth to turn and face the tree and to open his legs. Mrs V walked towards the youth and put her left hand between his legs and cupped his swollen balls. With her right hand she grabbed his engorged cock and expertly started to wank him off. Mr V saw this as an opportunity to join in. As Mrs V wanked off the massive cock he entered Mrs V from behind and started to pound his balls against her ass. This was such a horny situation. The. ’ ‘You don’t think I’m pretty?’ ‘I think you’re beautiful.’ ‘Well, I want to get laid… by you.’ She reached for my belt buckle while I politely declined by pushing away her hands. ‘Gail, how long have we known each other?’ ‘Um, three weeks.’ I moved to another chair across the room. Gail looked puzzled, like it didn’t make sense. She appeared willing and more than ready. Probably wondering why I didn’t want to ride the wave of passion. ‘Damn it, Mike. What’s wrong with me? I like you and. “Missy!” she cries, chest heaving, pussy tingling. “Don’t forget about me!”The catgirl raises her head to acknowledge the girl. Without stopping her chattering, Missy puts her mouth on the girl’s cunt. She slides her tongue inside, resuming where she left off.“Oh, yesss...” Sylvie hisses.Still, Brock’s long rod slides in and out of the eager pussy, over and over, picking up the pace somewhat. Missy can feel an orgasm rising, so she sucks with more urgency. Sylvie in turns groans, her pussy.