I told her that the last hand cost her shirt. She looked at Drew wondering what to do. He looked her right in the eye and told her to take her shirt o...f. She said she couldn’t. She said she was a married woman and didn’t want any one other than her husband looking at her chest. She smiled widely while she said it though, as if to tease us. She liked all of the attention she was getting, but was also scared of what might happen if she did take her shirt off. I asked her if she was wearing a bra. It was still early in June and the nights were sometimes a little cool, but the pool was always perfect!So, after dinner that fateful Friday night, while the families chatted, I announced I was going to take a swim and lumbered up the stairway to my room to change into my swimming trunks, or should I say, briefs. And they were brief. Hip-Hugging, Brief! I liked the way they fit, caressing my family jewels snugly to my body.I will admit that I had a fairly good body for a guy who never worked. She spread my pussy lips and started licking my wet cunt. She grabbed my clit with her teeth and pulled and sucked it as I came several times. The she rammed her tongue in my wet hole and began to tongue fuck me deep. She knew just how to make my cunt throb and was good at her job. I filled her tongue with cum and she sucked the cum from my hole. I could hear her slurping my cum as she fucked me harder and harder. Every once in a while she would move her mouth to my clit and suck it till I. Reaching under her, he grabbed her hanging tits, groping them with both hands. Patty focused her efforts internally, massaging his cock from the inside to make both of them cum faster. Her pussy constricted around him in measured waves, giving him a noticeable sensation that he'd never felt before. "Wow, what a treat you are," he responded, turning his attention from Morgan's pussy down to hers. Patty felt her own orgasm approaching as she heard CG Murph come into Morgan. Growling loudly, he.