Thanking him, I opened the door to let him in. As we walked into the kitchen, I said, ‘Let me put this in water,’ placing it into the vase I took ...rom the cupboard. ‘I’m having some wine. Would you like some?’ I asked Russ. ‘I guess we have time for quickie or a drink two,’ he grinned. I shook my head and scolded him ‘Naughty boy! I guess I have to watch what I say around you.’ As I poured the wine, I felt liked a young school girl on a first date. I could feel my body quiver as he undressed me. "They all gang up on me. It's brutally unfair." "You love it," Ryan told her, then turned to Brody. "Don’t mind us, we get punchy after a good show." "No problem. You guys look busy." "Not really, just packing up. We'd have been done sooner but we were goofing around." She shook her head. "Sorry. Manners. Guys, this is Brody Lang. Brody, this is our bassist, Nate Campbell; our drummer, Mitch Renatti; and our jack-of-all-trades, Trout. You missed Jason." Brody shook hands all around and again. By her movements, Tom could tell she was unbuttoning her blouse. He saw the tails come open and fall away as she undid the last button. He knew she was unclasping her bra, and he saw her maneuver to free herself from the straps without letting the blouse slip completely off. She tossed the bra carelessly away and continued her erotic writhing. Tom was almost desperate now to see her naked breasts, to have them swaying in front of his face, to have her offer him a nipple to suckle. But he still. Heather felt it coming. She felt the pressure build as her body moved faster and out of control in orgasm. Jason squeezed her nipples tight which just added to her orgasm. She continued to bounce on Jason as her cunt contracted trying to squeeze out Jasons seed. It was successful because a moment later Jason started to shoot his white juices deep inside his wifes belly. Heather rolled off her husband onto the bed. She looked over the clock radio on the nightstand and she got worried. It was.