She turned, taking the hanger from the rack, and smiled. This was his favorite gown – she couldn’t remember when she last wore it. This was her at...ire for the evening. Purely sentimental. It was a short-sleeved nightshirt, with only two buttons left – and those wouldn’t stay closed. Her breasts, round and full, peeked through the open front – and it fell loosely to her knees. Washed many times over the years, the cotton worn thin – he loved to caress her through the material. She pulled on. I remember a story I read in a porn magazine as a teen. This guy made his wife's coffee and always put his hot load into it as a special "cream". I decided that I would not tease myself but share my load with my sleeping girlfriend. She always wants a cup of coffee in the morning. She likes it with some cream and sugar as well. So I decided I would give her my cream as well.I was enjoying this "evil" thought. I got her coffee mug from the kitchen. I kept stroking my cock, now with a purpose to. I hid it under the tray as I left her bedroom.Downstairs, I tried to study, but the sight of her nipple filled my thoughts. Studying was impossible as I felt so horny.Later, Nan shouted down to say the bathroom was free and I started up the stairs to relieve myself by wanking into the toilet. When my face was level with the landing floor I stopped dead. Through the banister railings I could see into Nan’s bedroom. The door wasn’t fully closed and she was drying her naked body. She was bent over. Junes eyes watered his prick was even bigger than Lennox's prick.June couldn't help it she let Lennox's prick out of her mouth, as Omar now started to really pound in and out of her pussy.She was screaming and moaning like a common whore now.Omar just smiled at Lennox who just winked over at Tom.June finally got accustomed to Omar's big prick pounding in and out of her neglected cunt.She took hold of Lennox prick and started to suck him again.This time with more passion and more lust than.