Their actions felt like some scripted play, but natural their desires in tune with one another. Neither one could speak, the moment feeling like a dre...m that could shatter at any minute. As they moved their eyes made contact their lips mirrored each other in shy half-smiles of desires.Jolene giggled as her knees hit the bed frame and Greg's gentle push made her fall onto her back. She shivered as she saw a glint of lust pass through Greg's eyes and both of them realised what was going to. Maya was nude in a flash and was much-relieved opening that tight blouse though a couple of hooks were open throughout Nirmal's presence. Her boobs were actually paining as the blouse cups were very tight on her youthful peaks. She wore the nighty over her head and looked in the mirror. The rough materials of the nighty touching her nipples made them harden instantly. Never in her life did she get a turn on so many times in a day like this. Little did Maya know then that this was nothing in. At previous parties I had engaged in a bit of 'slap and tickle' when the chance came along but this looked to be more serious. The thought of having sex with another man or a threesome did turn me on somewhat. My husband had always said I was welcome to anytime the right man (or woman) came alone. At around 1 a.m. the party started to break up and we headed home.It was not far to our home and when we arrived I made coffee and broke out the Bailey’s. We went back into the comfortable media room. Then, “four, oh yes, You want five?” you ask, and what can I say? “Yes damn it, give me everything” Holy fuck I would think if I could think about anything, if this violation wasn’t overwhelming me so much that I could do anything other than embrace it, take it. “I’m fisting your cute shaven pussy now” You say as we both watch your efforts. The sight of your fist in my pussy transfixes me, you aren’t.