I could feel her legs parting, as we started to move in rhythm – she was so horny. I parted her legs further and traced my hands up her thighs till ... was cupping her pussy. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth wide, moaning silently. I started to slide my hand up her stomach, I wanted to cup her breasts and squeeze them. Suddenly, I heard my dad call. She quickly jumped off me and ran downstairs responding to the call. This moment happened in my room, with my parents downstairs. Throughout. "You're driving me out of my fuckin' mind!" I want to make you happy, George." She dropped to her knees and crawled between her husband's legs. "I'm going to make you real happy now, my darling."Her fingers were quickly on his zipper, pulling it down. She fished inside his pants. Her tiny hand wound around the thick throbbing meat of his cock and she lugged it out, whimpering with joy when she laid her eyes on it. Her desire for her husband's cock was fully evident in her sizzling hot. Hornier than that time with >,Ron<,, even!!! Stella, as usual, was right. I suppose that her own panties were as wet now as mine. ‘Race you!’ I said to her, ignoring Bernard for a moment. I cheated! I had already started pulling my slacks down when I said that . Stella worked fast to catch up. It felt great for us to be out of our clothes, a delicious feeling of freedom, and I forgot all about worrying about my bargain panties. ‘We converged on Bernard, our wet pussies pressing into his. It’s Friday, and I’m bored. I didn’t see your folks at the game. They get tired of watching you on the bench?Very funny, I replied. No they’re out of town until next Friday.Nice, party at your house, he said with a grin. You still got the hot tub? I could use a dip.Yeah, I replied, come on over. Cool, I’ll meet you there.I was getting out of my car as he was pulling into the driveway. I grabbed my bag from my trunk and we headed inside. Do you have swimming trunks I can borrow? All I have is my.