I sheepishly looked away too late. I saw Fabienne smile and return to her task at hand. Claire moaned again. I sighed. What should I do? When in doubt... do nothing. When Claire had been thoroughly greased up, they traded tasks. Claire, whom I assumed to be pretty turned on by now, started rubbing Fabienne’s back. When she reached her buttocks, Fabienne spread her legs a bit. Claire kept rubbing around her butt and then, to my surprise, slowly pushed her index finger into Fabienne’s butt-hole and. She then bent forward and took my cock in her mouth.I heard her start to moan and I was getting stiffer and could feel my balls tighten. She started to move her hips and get very wet.Then she let out a really loud moan, and yessss that’s right yes, the moment came which I'd dreamt about for a long time happened as we both came. I thought to myself how long ......how long have I waited for this?I could here moans and loud voices from the pool side where I noticed that Mr. Jones had Sally in. She said she was waiting at the usual place that we leave her car in the next town over. The town we live in has no steak house, which is why I was parked nearly forty miles from where she had parked. I told her where I was. Again she seemed flustered and said she’d be right there, then I had to remind her where the restaurant was.Having sat in the restaurant’s parking lot for nearly an hour, I was starting to get some weird looks from other patrons. They had noticed me sitting in my car when. ."Precum oozed out his hole, drenching Carson's hand. Another pump and he would explode-- Suddenly, a shadow flickered overhead. Carson retracted his hand with lightning speed just as a figure appeared in the door. “What’s the diagnosis, doc?” Mr. Armisen said, sitting up forward to hide his erection, stifling his amusement. “Am I dying?” “It’s just a sprain,” she said, uncertain whether he was joking. “You should be fine as long as you don’t walk on it for a while. So, no more hiking…” Mr..