Carol was slow to move, because of the earth-shatteringclimax that she just had experienced.Amy tried to get up and pull her shorts up, but shewore no...hing on top. That was the sight that Roger was greeted with when hewalked in the door.“What the hell is going on here?” He bellowed.Roger was wearing his hip-waders and was carrying astring of trout. His eyes were bugged out as he lookedto the left and saw his naked daughter stretched out inthe chair, and to his right his wife was. She shuddered, slamming down on her friend, her asshole clenching on the futa-ghost's tongue. Yoshiko bottomed out, her tits and cock bouncing, slapping against flesh.The friction rushed to her core. The pressure swelled.Exploded out of her.“Lori!” Yoshiko screamed as her dick unloaded. Cum shot from the tip, splashing Lori's breasts as Yoshiko bucked.Her pussy spasmed about her friend's shaft, milking out more jizz. Her back arched, large tits bouncing. More and more cum erupted from her own. They took turns dancing close to her. Between the two of them, they succeeded at shielding the view, and I couldn't see exactly what was going on. I could see that their hands were under her skirt, and they obviously were fingering her. I saw her push them away a few times, but she didn't seem to mind that they kept doing it. I'm sure the other people who were dancing could see what they were doing to my little wife. I was so turned on that I really didn't mind.Before I knew it, they had her. I made tea and toast for myself and ate the toast quickly. Then I made another couple of slices and had another mug of tea. I quietly went upstairs and had a long hot shower, soaping myself all over using the sponge, paying special attention to my naughty bits. I finished the shower with a thirty-second blast of cold to wake me up and close my pores. Thirty seconds is a long time under a cold shower, I find, but well worth it. Sal was sitting up in bed when I entered, the duvet pulled up over.