Slowly, she reached down and brought down her zipper. She revealed a small portion of her underwear, black and lacy to match her bra. As she continued...to smile and sway she moved her hips back and forth as she pushed down her tight jeans. Once they past her hips she let them fall to the ground and kicked them to the side. She turned around. I watched as she faced away from me and bent over. Jen was wearing a black lacy thong. I admired her ass as she presented it before me. It was tan, round,. He felt her trying to lift even HIGHER."MY GOD, LOVER!!!" she whimpered. "I had some good times before, but I believe you DO take the cake. I can't remember havin' someone eat my snatch like YOU'RE doin." You're DRAININ' my honey pot. OH GOD!!! EAT ME, SWEETHEART!!! LICK ME DRY!!! THAT FEELS SO DAMN GOOD!!!" She was humping up to his face, crying, shaking her head, and squirming under his face, coming so hard and so fast, it was impossible to control. He was afraid she would have a stroke. He. They weren’t talking. For once in their lives they didn’t know what to say to each other! They got into their car and drove off.Once the lust had subsided the guilt started. But more than guilt the fear. Fear of my wife finding out. Fear of them feeling the need to quit and what my wife would read into that. Fear that the girls would want more and put me in an impossible situation. But worst of all, fear that they’d want a pay rise!Thankfully, the girls had also been fearful that I might tell. It didn't take long for Tony to grab some of my blanket and start acting up as usual. I have to admit that part of me really wanted him to, although I tried to ignore his attention for fear that Tim would notice. Tony was persistent, but I thought in a charming way. As I laid with my head on my pillow opposite from Tony, I could feel his feet playfully poking at my bottom. I shewed him away but as usual he was persistent. He then started tugging at my sweats with his toes, trying to pull them.