It was fortunate that the culmination of that stage of their coupling occurred after Mrs. Wilson entered the shower or she most certainly would have h...ard her stepdaughter's shrill cries of completion. Bob had then mounted his lovely, buxom and fast-learning companion and commenced a slow, deep-thrusting fuck of her voluptuous form.Lucinda, still damp from the shower, loosely wrapped in her terrycloth robe, her knees wobbly from the frustrating caress of the shower spray, was on her way back to. I caressed her hair. “You taste divine,” I whispered. “I fear I might get addicted.”“Good,” she purred and wiggled her hands underneath me, pulling me close.“Will you -” I was about to ask if she would return the favor. Instead, my blood froze.The door swung open and Sandra walked in. I stared at her in shock, unable to move, expecting her to let out an outraged shriek and bring the world crumbling down around us. Instead, she just winked at me and strolled across the room towards the writing. She was very tempted to make the first move and thrust her cherry-colored lips roughly onto his paled pink lips, while she clambored onto his lap. Instead, she sat there motionless, wanting, for once, for the man to make the move. Dave continued to look into her eyes as her lips began to quiver. Her mind raced,silently repeating, "Touch me, touch me, touch me, touch me." She started to realize that maybe the touch of the arm wasn't enough. She took her other hand, leaving the right hand. Claire felt his breath blowing around her wet pussy lips and she twitched involuntarily. The big werewolf wasted no time and immediately shoved his large cock in Claire’s pussy. Claire felt it going even deeper than before and screamed in bliss.The other beast had to settle with Claire’s tight ass, fully aware that he was not going to impregnate her this way. He pushed his cock into her anus as far as he could while Claire was going berserk by the wicked surprise. She was no longer in control.