" And just how much time do we have Mrs. Parker?" I have to be home by six. Think you and your crew can keep up with me for another two and a half hou...s?" I wouldn't be the least bit surprised Mrs. Parker." Call me Mary Jane." Oh no, you are Mrs. Parker as long as Mr. Parker is in the next room. There is just something so superbly erotic in fucking a married woman while her husband is so close and unaware."At the reminder that Peter was within hollering distance Mary Jane's body trembled as she. But for some reason having both his girls teaming up with two guys seemed like an odd thing to have started while he was out of the house. Or maybe it was that these two guys were absolute hunks, and one in particular was bigger and more muscular than Ryan himself. He realized however that they had always enjoyed all the sex partners he had brought home to join in with them, so he decided he ought to feel the same way about their finds. Plus, he was as horny as he’d been in weeks!Whatever. I went to the bathroom for the sole purpose of wiping myself and went in picking up a small hand towel for the sole purpose. I raised a leg onto the pan and wiped my cunt and inner thighs, my knickers soaked by sperm and vaginal lubrication, 'WTF' I thought and peeled them off, and started easing the screwed corner of the linen towel into my pussy to soak as much of my free flowing fluids before embarking on our overnight guest.When I returned I sat down opposite him, my son had guided his. They brought me near her. The instructor asked them to pin me also to the floor. We were now both lying next to each other and our hands and legs were now held tightly by 6 men. The instructor now came with 2 big slices of cake in his hand. We pleaded not to put it on us but he was not willing to listen. He rubbed the cake on mine and lizzy’s face. Lizz was laughing like crazy. The instructor asked the men where they wanted him to splash the cake on us. They all wanted it on our stomach. Lift.