Bailee turned to John and unbuttoned his shirt, then skin to skin they kissed deeply again. John's hands cupped her bubble butt and pulled her against...him. She was already squirming, rubbing against his cock. They stumbled together and tumbled onto the bed where John forced her onto her back and I could see the wetness of her tiny pussy lips as he spread her legs. His tongue touched down first on her inner thigh and she roughly forced his head to her pussy. I heard her gasping and an instant. Even the sex was not as much fun as it was when they were first married. There was no longer any mystery or excitement in it. Alan often left her unfulfilled, which caused her to look for sex, more and more often, outside of her marriage."Honey," Alan called to her, interrupting her thoughts, "I'm down to my last clean shirt. Could you take the dirty ones down to the washer while I'm gone?" All right, I will," she called back as the door closed behind him. She didn't quite know what to do about. We strolled over to the carriage house to show them the rooms there, slightly musty, but as the weather was good, we opened windows to air it out. We spent the rest of the day downstairs again. Lisa working over the code while Conner, Jill and I talked about possible game integration and other applications.The next day, while we took a break, Jill and Lisa were whispering back and forth while Conner and I talked gaming. When the girls rejoined us, Lisa observed that it was a shame we lived so. The nipples of her breasts pressed deeply into the material of the sofa.At that moment, there was a tentative knock on the door. "Come in" Ken yelled. Marta raised her head slightly, dizzy. She looked up through lidded eyes at the Asian boy from McDonalds walked hesitantly in clutching his hands together nervously. Ken motioned him over.Choi walked over to the sofa and looked down at Marta's lithe form. Her perfectly sculpted round ass elevated higher than the rest of her body. His eyes scanned.