I just couldn't help myself, and dropped my pants, and jerked off sniffing those panties and cum within 5 minutes. I folded them up, put them in my po...ket, and left. I was back home about 5 days, when my wife got a call from her mother. She told my wife that something was wrong with her dryer and if I got a chance, could maybe come and check it out for her.She told her mother I would, but it might be a few days before I could.She told her mother to load up her dirty laundry and come and spend. "No, I just never got a break." Why don't you and Kendal come back to my house tonight? My wife made meatloaf with all the fixings. We can heat that up and you guys can stay in the guest rooms." You mind if I invite Missy over?" I asked."As long as you are not sleeping together it would be fine. We do have a den with a pull out couch," Mr. Hill offered.I waved Missy over."You want to spend the night at Mr. Hill's and then watch tomorrow's shoot?" I better go home. Mom and I are going Christmas. And he’d always been her favorite. The thought of fucking him again in her beach house (with Rebecca along for the ride) made her want to strip down and push him back into the door right then. However, she knew the three of them would enjoy it more if they took their time together. But that didn’t mean they couldn’t get things started. Rachel reached outward and extended a delicate touch to Tyler’s chest. She ran it tenderly down between his pecs, wicking away a line of sweat. As she rubbed. Tears again bubbled in her eyes. * Hudson was puzzled. Why wasn?t Smith trying to flog her tits? He?d been looking forward to that. He leapt in again and again thrashed hard at the base of her back. Her head flew back, a visible spray of sweat flying up, her teeth gritted, eyes closed, the shallow side of her left breast exposed, nipple pink and puffy. ?One hundred,? he announced. She seemed to be holding the pose longer than usual, thrusting her groin against the grating. For a moment he.