Eventually, her mistake became apparent: Amy had accidentally watched Jill’s video, and she had emailed Jill her own.Too ashamed to call and admit w...at she had done, the rest of that day passed for Amy in a miserable, growing sexual frustration centered around her best friend’s husband, and the next morning, as she estimated her ovulation to be three days away, she could stand it no longer. She picked up her phone, called Jill, and told her the whole story, starting with how she had. " I guess you guys compare notes more than I thought," I said with a laugh.She nodded. "We do. Actually, they've been talking about you for years. What's your story?" I just prefer prostitutes. Makes life less complicated," I replied."Expensive habit," Peaches stated and took a sip of her drink."It can be," I replied. "So what do the girls say about me?" That you've been coming around for years," Peaches said, "and you're always a perfect gentleman, you're never rough, you always tip well, and. Erect and now stiff her hardening nipples wanted in on the actions. Lavouring her fingers in her sweet juices, Katie’s fingers soon wound their way to her pink nipples. Twisting and pinching she groaned at the pleasure, stopping for a breath she'd taste her on juices before re-applying the moisturising lubricant to her delicate fingers. Katie knew it was wrong to play with herself in broad view of her neighbours, but she couldn't resist.Thrusting her legs onto the back of the couch Katie was in. Dot has never been into fisting but she has always loved to fiddle a friend, especially in lady's restrooms or a quickie in the car. So as I'm trying to keep my eyes on the road and not in the rear view, quite unexpectedly, a pair of panties glanced off my ear and landed on the steering wheel. Then I heard Dot say, "Hey, honey! She wants to suck you off".All I could say was, "We'll be there soon, my darling. Soon." I had been playing with my cock through my pants but I had to pull my zipper.