I grabbed my cock and rubbed it up and down her crotch. 'You need another fuck!' I told her. 'Do I?' She said resigned to receiving another.'Stay t...ere.' I said.I got off the bed and walked over to the fridge. Reaching inside I pulled out a small patty of butter. Going back over to her I pulled back the foil cover and, using my fingers, scooped out the butter. I slapped the butter down right between her butt cheeks. Using my fingers I rubbed the greasy butter over her little brown hole. . “You’ve been looking at my legs, haven’t you, you naughty man! And my breasts. Don’t think I haven’t noticed.”For a moment, I felt chastened. But Catherine’s smile gave me hope. She cupped her breasts in her own hands.“Would you like to feel them, Michael? To touch them?” she whispered.I licked my lips. Christ. What was the etiquette here? The simple answer was yes—I wanted to touch Catherine Robinson’s breasts very much. I was rock hard. Only… I wondered momentarily about Jack. This was his. ” I held out my hand. She had less agility than Melissa but Lavi managed to quickly get her own panties off and flash us simultaneously.I turned to Ji who took a step back. I shook my head, “No, these are for you.” I held Lavi’s and Melissa’s out to her.“Why,” she asked.“These two flirts have been seeing what they could provoke now it’s your choice. You take these. You want them to do something, you hand them their panties. That something by the way could be to leave you alone, stop teasing,. They came upstairs and sat on the couch making small talk. I called out from the bathroom and said I'd be just one more minute, and asked my husband to pour me a glass of wine.I came out of the bathroom wearing my husband's favorite little black spaghetti-strap dress because I knew it would drive him crazy (it always does). I thought the guy's (we'll call him Tom) jaw was going to hit the floor when he saw me! He stood up, and I walked over to him and gave him a hug hello. I sat down between.