We left the bedroom and met Angela in the living room, waiting for us. She wasn't exactly pissed, but you could tell that she wasn't used to being kep... waiting. She looked as if she was about to tell me something when the phone rang. It was the head bellman, our car was here.I loved that driver, his timing was perfect. I wondered how much I should tip him for his perfect timing.Five minutes later we were exiting the lobby when I saw "our" car. It was an antique Rolls Royce Phantom. The driver. Now."So Angie leaned over Tracey to kiss her. Chloe followed her and took hold of the bottom of her sweater on each side. Sliding her hands up so that the sweater was hooked between the thumb and the first finger. That ment she could slide her hand upward in close contact to her sweating body. When the tit area was reached Chloe adjusted her hands so they were sliding over the bra covered tits and on upwards to the neck. At that point a whisper in Angie's ear had her raise her head from the. Before I could even put the car in 'Park', he ran out, and went up to the door. I turned the car off, and walked up to the door. By then, Wendy's mom had answered the door."Hello, Tim. What are you doing here?" Tammy, Wendy's mom wondered."I just need to talk to Jeanette right now," Tim answered, as he just barged in."Sorry," I said as I followed.We both went over to Wendy's room. Tammy was quite confused, so she followed us. Tim didn't bother knocking on the bedroom door, he just opened it. He. I tried to adjust myself to plug it into her pussy. Yet every time I tried Candy would move.Candy took her lube and squirted a generous amount on to her hand. I watched as she reached under herself and applied the slick fuck juice to her asshole. But she didn't stop there.More lube filled her palm again. To my shock, it was meant for me. Candy turned me around and liberally applied the lube to my asshole. My cock jumped when she toyed with a rosebud, fingering the lube inside of me. I thought.