For a few moments, she was lead to believe that Betty's skills were much the same.Betty wasn't consciously putting on a show. She was just working on ...etting Frank ready for action. But as he reached full arousal, Betty pulled back for a moment. She stroked him gently while glancing over at the Lancasters. Remembering she had an audience, she couldn't resist showing off just a little. She caught Stacy's eye and smirked at the younger woman just a bit. Knowing she had the other's attention, she. Into the shower ,he whisper hello honey I am I turn to face him.smile beads of water running down his chest stomach so intoxicating I begin to wash him starting with his chest,stomach his cock his is hard I smile rinse him part my lips clicking him.with my tongue ,biting the head sliding down swirling my tongue bas I stroke him his fingers tangle in my hair as he pushes me in deeper moaning whispering your mouth feels good wrapped around my cock ,he pulls me up by the hair turn me around. We had touched the topic of sex during our conversations but not too deeper though we had feelings for both of us. I had asked her what she would be wearing during our first meet & she replied skirt and a top would be a better choice as she was a plump goddess. I acknowledged it too & I said at least for the first 2 hours, I would not touch her intentionally that would make her feel shy apart from our normal handshake & a hug. Well, this line was so apt & it had some underlying agenda behind it. I matched each of his pumps into my wife; with a stroke of my dick using her panties.I noticed with each pump he started to push harder and harder. Then with his one hand, he reached down and started playing with her clit. David had his eyes closed now. I could tell it wouldn’t be long before he shot his load deep inside my wife. Of course, in our rush, I had forgotten to have him put on a condom, but I was on the verge of my own climax onto my wife’s panties, which prevented me from mention it.