Taking her forefinger Lacey gingerly removes the precum and looks up at her friend."Do you trust me?" Not exactly the best time for a trust fall or so...ething. Charlotte nods yes.Using her pinky from her idle hand, Lacey pulls Charlottes black lace panties to one side, and massages the still warm precum onto her friends aching clit. Just the touch alone had Charlotte bucking against her hand, a real sigh of ecstasy could be heard throughout the house.Then she started on her friend. Knowing that. Not wanting to do it in public, my wife suggested that they should carry on somewhere more private. In a flash, all 3 of them were out of the club and in a cab heading towards the hotel. Sandwiched between the guys in the backseat, my wife's panties were slipped off in a flash and her legs were parted, fully exposing her glistening pussy. While holding her legs widespread with one hand, Greg and Jimmy proceeded to insert two of their very thick fingers into her leaking cunt and started to give. "The women on the screen were now grinding their vaginas together with open legs like scissors."That is kinda hot. Mind if I join you?" Max asked."Sure."I looked to see if the door was closed and it was indeed securely locked. Max dropped his pants and pulled out his dick. He sat down and started jacking too.I figured what the hell and sat back and continued my action as well.On the screen the young woman was now fucking the older woman with a strap-on. "Man! That is great," Max said.I looked. Weena went over to him bold as brass and said: "Lose your dog, mate?" Well, ma'am. I don't rightly know what I lost. Sure as hell I don't know what I'm doin' here." Got a room?" Weena asked."Yep. The police got me one."Weena got a strange look on her face, and then said, "Sounds like an interesting story." She paused for a moment, "OK. Listen. We're goin' up to our room, wash up, an' we'll meet you back here in about 15 or 20 minutes. Oh, yeah. I'm Weena and that's my husband, Gordy." Hi. I'm.