.. I'm only torturing myself... I've got to get a firm control of my senses! My God, am I going mad?Suddenly she realized that the doorbell was ringin..., and after a few moments of waiting and hoping whoever it was would go away,, she resignedly stood up and carelessly tied the cord of her bathrobe around her waist. She walked down the short hallway to the door and opened it."Yes?" Mrs. Cartwright? Registered letter for you." A white- haired, stoop-shouldered postman handed her a manila. I was pumped up and she had to remove her bra. I saw those melons. My already erect dick gave her melons a standing ovation. She was laughing seeing that.Now the honours was to the last game. After some 5 10 minutes , I managed to wrap up that game as well. I did what I told, she was to remove her panty now. She stood and removed the panty . she was looking like a princess . She had her pussy shaved. I challenged her for one more game and as we were already nude, the bet was that whoever wins ,. ??What’s an ‘OWK-CFNM’?? Debbie asked as she was about to cum from her subby hubby’s cunt lapping. ?Oooh! Ooooh! Ooooh! Yes! Yes! Yesssssssss!? Marion cried as her climax took her to that special pleasure place. Suddenly Debbie was feeling it, too. Neither lady was interested in the email invitation on Marion’s computer any more, but only in their spasmodic delights. Both guys continued lapping away, and soon each was sporting a face covered with female cum. ?WOW! That was great!?. Suddenly, Morgan and Ahmo went female protective on me, pushing me to stay away from the two warring criminal elements. I got a number of lectures on letting the cops and FBI do their job. They knew me well enough to realize I wasn't listening so implemented Plan B, Ahmo sticking to me like glue. Ahmo's constant presence translated to the FBI's constant presence. Sewing Elis's mouth shut sounded reasonable suddenly.The only place I got any peace was in the MMA studio. Peace defined as only.