The lights of the city twinkling in the background provided an amazing backdrop to the 80 degree evening.My first sight upon reaching the rooftop was ... beautifully tanned girl in a short red dress, and black high heels being fondled by a handsome and slightly muscular man's hands. Next to them appeared to be her partner, or husband, lifting the back of her dress, to give the unknown man, more access. My wife (Melissa) nudged me, as if to say...can you believe we are here, and this is really. They spent the morning working at camp until about noon when Patricia felt a magical twisting in his crotch. He had only been wearing a nightie all day, so when his water broke, his clothes suffered minimally. Over the next few hours, things were a bit chaotic as Patricia felt like he was passing a watermelon through his hips. The professor didn't know how long it was before it was all over, but at some point the pain went away, and David put this small bundle into his arms. He looked down into. She seemed to have no end to the flood as evidenced by the numerous paper towels used to swab the floor and couch. For the moment we were content to continue sucking, squirting and fucking. We did not tire of each other and enjoyed the attention we were getting from others. Periodically I would place submissive on her knees on the couch and smack her ass with commanding authority. While not a full body pain slut Baby Girl had a high tolerance for pain on her ass and I loved seeing the 50 shades. She will talk nasty to me knowing I will not pick up the phone. Most of the time she will let me listen in while she's sucking and slobbering all over her lovers cock. Of course I can't jack off or get some relief till she comes home.Knowing that when she came back home all her holes will be leaking with cum. Makes me horny thinking about it. I just got back in the door when the phone went off, it rang twice my cock jumped and I almost hit the floor.My wife having a little fun with me. Around.