I muffled the moan as best as I could as he worked himself in and out, feeling so fucking good! And he felt even longer than ever, as he started a fas... but deep thrusting. I felt my walls both resisting his entrance into me, and welcoming him inside at the same time. “Oh god yes baby, go ahead, go ahead and do it” I moaned. I looked out over the city again, wondering if my husband was going to be putting our baby into me here on the rooftop. I lowered my hand, using it to stroke my clit. It was. So i show up at same time, MJ hops out of her car and we walk in together. we stretched out and started with some lunges. we hit some leg extensions and then some leg curls. highlight being MJ laying on her stomach curling with her feet. her ass looked incredible. when it was my turn MJ stood in front of me so i was looking right at her crotch.... with a slight camel toe. still couldnt believe she rocked yoga pants commando. we then went to squats. MJ must have been feeling playful or horny. I think he liked the situation per se, but would have loved to be controlling it, not watching from the sideline as he had to do now. We ordered one Martini each and sat there in a sort of awkward silence.When Lena appeared, she was a sight for gods. Her make-up was smeared (I guess from some intense pussy-eating), her lips swollen, while tears run down her face. She was limpimg as one of her heels were about to fall off. Her blouse was almost open, and I saw no trace of her little slutty bra. She may have detected something in my tone of voice that lacked conviction."Is she demanding?" Kim asked, with a sad smile.I didn't know what she was thinking of, but the question and the way she asked it touched a nerve. I began to tear up and quickly looked away. She reached out and touched my arm."I'm sorry, Teresa, I shouldn't have intruded."Her genuine feeling and concern reached even deeper, and I began to weep. She rose from her seat and knelt by my side."I'm so sorry, Teresa, so.