His face was beautiful and peaceful. His lips so soft, so kissable. The thought of his lips on mine made my mouth water, as I craved his touch. I brou...ht my hand that was resting on his stomach and softly traced the out line of his lips with the tip of my finger. Although he looked so peaceful sleeping I wanted him to wake up. I wanted to spend every minute with him that I could. His eyes started to sleepily open and he smiled at me. "Good morning beautiful," he muttered.My heart fluttered with. I slowly opened my eyes and was surprised to see that both the ladies were on the job. I opened my eyes full and smiled naughtily and asked what had happened to the movie. My wife informed that they had planned to spend afternoon together, enjoying lesbian sex. But I had become intruder. I told them to go ahead. They were please. They started going to the other bedroom, when I suggested that I could watch the fun. They were a bit shy, but agreed. They started undressing each other, kissing each. She had me there. Mark was Allie’s older brother. A real live college student and a major hunk to boot. He’d had plenty of girlfriends through the years, but he had mostly ignored Allie and me. As I pictured his chiseled good looks and his dark curly hair I suddenly realized that I had started rubbing my pussy with a lot more energy than I was using only a second before, and I was suddenly a whole lot more slippery.“I’ll tell you something else,” she whispered. “Once I started thinking about. She put her little finger to her mouth and her lips sucked it until she swallowed it whole, a reminder of her oral gifts and his own lack of endowment. She knew her husband would cum the instant he saw the boy’s manhood. He’s huge, maybe too huge she thought, and she giggled at the absurdity of it. The boy rolls her over and stretches out over pool table, her wrist still in his grip. He pulls her to the seam of his jeans, his eyes beckoning her to do her job. She understands. Her fingers strain.