Keeping one hand pressed against her back, my other traces carefully up the inside of her leg, drawing looping and curving patterns across her skin, r...sing higher and higher towards their goal. My thumb stops to draw circles at the top of her thigh and I drum a quick beat across the base of her arse with my fingers. I push the ball of my palm up to knead the soft flesh of her leg and dig the nails of my other hand firmly into her back, causing her to hiss with a sharp intake of breath which. She said she couldn’t wait for the next time she was staying over…And so, to the week-end. When she first arrived I was as nervous as hell. Still not quite believing it. At first we hardly mentioned it, we just had a normal evening, a meal, a bit of tele, etc. As the evening got on though I decided to get my suitcase out for her to look through my clothes. Leaving it out on the bed I returned to the living room and told her what I had done. After 20 minutes or so she had come back informing me. Joe was about to cum, he was grunting and now thrusting his hips in motion with the others. Bishop was breathing hard and pumping Shea faster and faster with every passing second. Marc was bent over Shea's head now, fucking her mouth as she fingered his ass, pushing in deeper and deeper each time his cock slid down into her throat. It was almost like clockwork. Bishop came first, blowing his load into Shea’s pussy, a final long thrust into her proved that, his ass tensed, holding himself in. She couldn’t take her eyes off the screen. I noticed that she was getting horny. I slowly pulled her towards me and made her sit on my lap. She was staring intensely at the screen which was showing a gangbang scene. I started playing with her boobs and pinched her nipples. She was breathing heavily and soon she started cumming just by watching the group scene.She was embarrassed when I laughed and asked her whether she was more interested in the anal part or the group part. “No, no,” she said,.