My mental torture ended when a shout from the other side barked, 'Come in'.I stood before him, head bowed and hands behind my back, 'Stand up straight..., he barked, 'Put your hands behind your head', he continued, at which I clasped my hands, fingers interlocking, behind my head, causing my breasts to push against my blouse, something that did not escape his attention, as he approached me and traced their outline with his finger.I swallowed hard as the electric shock I felt at his intimacy, He. He saw the limo pulling away and watched as Amy and Thomas walked up the sidewalk. He could see that Amy was leaning heavily on Thomas.By the time the front door closed, John was at the top of the stairs in the dark. He could see the lower half of the two as they stepped into the foyer. Thomas was pressing Amy to the wall and it looked like they were kissing. He had to see more. Quietly, he moved down several steps. Then he gasped. Now he could see that Thomas was kissing Amy and he had a. My tongue dipped into her opening taking all the juice that was flowing from her. Mary laid back on the table as I raised her legs higher.I ran my tongue ran across her clitoris, long slow strokes, Mary gasped as I now lick her ass, Mary placed her hands behind her knees and lifted her ass higher for me.I pushed my tongue into her ass and rubbed her clitoris with my thumb. It didn’t take her long to cum. She nearly lifted the roof off as she orgasmed.Mary grabbed my hand to ease her. Roger said, "You remember my wife, don't you, Marc? Diane?" Indeed I do!" Cord was beaming, and Diane felt faintly uncomfortable under his steady, open scrutiny. "How are you, Diane?" Just fine, thank you." Good, good!" Cord enthused. "Come on around to the pool, kids. I want you to meet my better half." He winked. "Or so she says, anyway."Diane walked beside Roger, following Cord along the crushed shell path and around to a large, redwood-fenced patio. The path ended in a long, narrow grotto,.