Yes, even the museum, with constant touching and affectionate words. I was a little worried as she pulled me on top of her, but she was wet and ready ...nd I slid in – not easily, she was too tight, but certainly without pain. I set, and she matched, a leisurely pace, supported on my elbows. Our heights being so well matched it was easy to kiss and with some effort, to bend myself to suck and nibble on those proud nipples. Perhaps it was the wine, or just confidence, but Emma's stiffness was gone. They were both grunting with each thrust. I thought about Mrs. Cooke, what if she comes down the stairs, she could look into the kitchen and see them. After thinking about it I realized that his wife was still in the Bedroom, probably sleeping off her last night binge. I also thought about Sharon, what would she think if she saw her Father fucking the Staff? Soon, these thoughts left my mind as I heard them grunting. I could not move my eyes off of them. He began to get rougher and faster with. “That was amazing, Alan. Thanks for the ‘good morning’ orgasm,” I said.He smiled up at me with my cum juices covering his chin and said, “My pleasure, Lexy….and speaking of pleasure –that was an amazing ‘good morning’ blowjob! So, thank YOU, too!”After catching our breath for a few more minutes, we clambered into the shower and washed each other – me, washing his beautiful cock and balls; and him, soaping up my pussy and teasing my nipples as he lathered up my breasts. We were too spent to. ..the hole was flooding with juice that had pooled under that round, sexy ass and made the asscheeks shine and glimmer. She took John's cock in her hand and wedged the head up into her hole. "Mmmmmmmmmmmm," she groaned in pure satisfaction. "Ready?" John asked. He didn't wait. Placing his hands on my wife's waist, he pushed in. The thick cock slid right up into Maggie's pussy -effortlessly. "Perfect fit," John declared and settled atop my wife's body. Maggie's arms came up arond his neck and.