So, we stood watching Irmeli and Helen in a 69 on a low table. Helen was on her back with Irmeli on top. From the look on Helens face it was not possi...le to decide if she was in agony or ecstasy until she stopped eating Irmeli briefly and yelled Ohhh yesss! Fuck yes! She was in ecstasy. While we watched the show I was gently squeezing Lyns nearest nipple. She turned and gave me a big kiss, then took my hand and led me over to a group of three, two men fucking one woman on the carpet. She had. He seemed content to watch, for now.All four us raced to undo our belts and drop our pants. In no time, we were all completely naked. My half stiff cock flopped out upon the removal of my clothes and I marvelled to find that I was the biggest guy there! The testimonials from those other women I'd fucked turned out to be true! I'll be honest, any anxiety I may have had simply washed away.Shell began sucking at the buffet of cocks surrounding her. And reaching out for any others she could find.. Mr. Foster was sitting at the kitchen table having a cup of coffeelooking over some papers as Mrs. Foster carrying some folded clothesjoined him at the table. She set the jeans, T-shirt, cap and shoes onthe table and patted them. "You can take these clothes and put them withthe others. Then take them to the burn barrel and get rid of them in themorning would you dear?" she asked as Mr. Foster noticed the foldedclothes were Dale's."We better save that stuff honey. He'll need something to wear. “Where is she? She must be in the bathroom. I bet she’s taking a shower. I think I’ll join her,” he grinned to himself as he rubbed his swelling cock, which seemed also to be remembering how much it enjoyed being inside her. He got up and ambled towards the bathroom, wondering what time it was and how long he’d been asleep before pausing for a moment, listening for the sound of running water. Nothing. Quietly, for he didn’t want to embarrass her, he knocked on the door. “Mattie, sweetheart?.