Stephanie was hardly aware that she was rhythmically swinging her hipsto meet her wife's adventurous fingers, her mind caught between thehorror of her...daughter being remade and the unbelievable pleasurewelling up down below.Michael's finger withdrew from Sherry's forehead, and stood triumphantas her glazed expression of shock melted into a sultry smile. She bither bottom lip as she looked him over from head to toe, her right handgripping her thigh tightly as a fiery yearning began to grow in. As he lay down he knew one more good sleep and he'd have to find a wayto escape on the tomorrow.Under the soft blankets, he spread the Queen's long limbs and a slightmoan escaped from her plump lips. Her voice was throaty, like thepurring of a kitten. No doubt in the Queen's form he was sexy, and heknew it. Gently he touched her breasts again, teasing the rosy pointswith her soft fingers. The pleasure of the touch thrilled him, and herhands moved even lower. A gasped in her voice camp as he. She had several of the audience members, fuck her with strap on’s while she sucked quite a few clits both, black and white. All told, I think my wife was fucked by the entire dancer group at least once while the audience members fucked her a few more times after that too. For someone who didn’t until a year ago, want anything to do with women sex, she has sure changed. While I was sitting, trying to relax and remember the evening, my cock was hard. After finishing my drink, I softly. I was sexually and emotionally excited beyond my wildest dreams.Suddenly, with no warning, I eased myself up the length of Marty’s body until our rigid cocks were pressed against each other; mine seemingly like a dwarf next to his mountain of manhood. Marty’s eyes revealed that he too had long ago crossed the barrier of self restraint as I feathered his lips with a soft kiss before plunging my hot and wild tongue deep into his mouth. When we unlocked our lips, I heard the faint whimper as.