Until I started shaving my pubic hair, I had hated the word pussy with a passion. Now, apart from the ‘c’ word, there seemed no other way to descr...be the place between my thighs that should have been private but no longer was.“Lay her on the bed, John,” Eve ordered quietly but firmly, following my every movement with the camera lens.“Now?” Pete asked.“Now!”He stood in front of me and took my hands in his. This time our eyes did meet.“Are you okay?” he mouthed.I nodded.“Sure?”“No! But I’m not. Maybe I feel a little blindsided I guess. Don't worry about it angel, I'll be OK,” John replied. Then I leaned over and gave him a kiss. I guess that was a bittersweet moment for him, but I was gonna see if I could make it a little sweeter than bitter. So I began undoing his pants, then I pulled his dick out. I caressed it for a minute and he leaned over and gave me another kiss. “I love you Callie,” John said. “I love you more my big and sexy man,” I replied. “When you say 'big', you mean that. And then I sucked it. It really had a lot of stuff on it but I cleaned it up good." Cheryl smiled at this. "It was a slow sort of blow job. More for me than for him, I think. Maybe not. He was fun to suck. He jumps and moans like you do. I took my time because I knew it was too soon for him to go again and besides, I was enjoying it." "I must have done that for at least half an hour, maybe even longer. I only stopped because my jaw was starting to ache. It's been a long time since I sucked a. She then leaned in and kissed me again and I resumed my previous rhythm, taking long, slow strokes into my wife. Jane's hand was still on my hip and I felt her pull me into her again, a sure sign that she was fine with moving forward with the action.As I thrust deeply into my wife's pussy, I watched my sister-in-law bounce up and down on her husband's cock. I looked down at Jane and noticed that she was also watching the couple next to us. I returned my gaze to Jenna and Joe and began fucking.