He politely asked if I was comfortable and I felt his warm hand on the back of my thigh. He ran his fingers over the sheet up over my tightened ass ch...ek and up my back. He then placed some warm oil on my back and stood at the very top of the table. Through my little face hole I could just make out the jean shorts he had changed into, and especially noticed the hefty bulge in his pants. Just I was straining to make out the line his cock made in his shorts, he lifted my head and placed a towel. I said you are going to fuck him again. She said yes I am. Nothing was said about last weekend the following week. I didn't know how to bring the subject up to her. Friday when I got home from work I found Andrea all dolled up. She was wearing a short white pleated tennis skirt, she had on a white push-up bra under a white tank top. Her thirty four B's we're perfect softball sized globes. Her dark tanned legs looked fantastic next to all that white. I said baby I'm to tired to play tennis. This was obviously all that her husband could take as he started covering her with his cum too. It must have been too much for Sarah too, as she cried out, “Yes! Cover her in your hot sticky cum.” She took her hand off my cock and helped Jess by shoving her fingers roughly into her pussy alongside her own. “Oh, fuck yes!” I looked up when I sensed motion closer to us. There were five blokes walking down the aisle in front of us, and they were all staring at Sarah and Jess. Sarah was either. I quickly licked off the soapy film and closed my lips tight against the hot spongy membranes. With the soap out of the way, I could taste the smooth silky flavor as his pre-cum flowed onto my tongue. "Mmmmmm," I felt another twinge of desire course through me as I swallowed. I looked up at him and saw him looking down at me with lust in his eyes as he continued to lean back against the shower wall as I worked on his cock. With my lips closed around his cock-head and my eager mouth awaiting my.