We just kept working. The shape of her cute butt and the swelling between her legs, displayed by her tight shorts, was a bonus. At least, that view I ...ould admire from behind, where she wouldn't notice. When we were done I paid her and we shook hands. I liked touching her. * After dinner I was watching a ballgame when my doorbell rang. I muted the TV and went to see who it was. It was Kerry, dressed up pretty, made up, and holding a purse. “I was going clubbing,” she said, “but I don’t really. We managed to get through the weekend with no obvious groping while we were around parents, but we’d sneak a kiss and a grope whenever we had a moment alone. Having to keep a distance when you desperately want to fuck just makes the feelings intensify! Sunday night, at home I couldn’t keep my hands off Michelle. I was so damn horny thinking about Michelle and Eric, then Michelle and Shaun. I’ve mentioned several times that Michelle being with another man is like a drug addiction to me. I love. Hearing “son” from Brunda’s mouth for me was shocking to her. But she just smiled and let it go.A part of her felt damn dirty, deep inside. She was like a robot in our hands, not that she felt bad about it. By the time she realized what was happening, she was sitting in the lap of Brunda.Olga could not help but hug Brunda. She was feeling too shy and did not want Brunda to look at her while I licked her ass. I felt Olga’s toned, flawless ass for some time with my fingers; caressing her ass. "Oh fuck!" moaned Marcie, stiffening and letting loose a flow of cum over his balls, He stayed deep and enjoyed the orgasmic motions playing along the shaft and let them push him over. Despite the businesslike coldness, his ejaculation shook him. It felt as good as most he'd had. But cuddling afterwards felt like a letdown."Thank you Marcie." Thank you Joe. That was a first in awhile," she hummed, kissing his cheek as she lay in his arms."You actually came, didn't you?" he remarked with a pinch.