” As I felt my cock being engulfed by fingers, it was clear there was no way these could be her hands . . . and there was only one other female ...n the house! There was no light in the room at all, so I could not see exactly what was going on, but I could sense that Marie’s hands were on the bed up near my face and that Dayna had both of her hands on my cock. Friends, indeed! Dayna was divorced a few years ago, and was raising two daughters on her own. She’d had her share of dates,. I got up from my chair and went and knelt besides him, drinking my beer, he took his cock in his hand and started to massage it, it was rock hard in seconds. Without saying a word I put my hand under his head wrapped around the shaft. his head stuck out of my first like a huge soft mass, as I started to slowly jerk it precum started to leak out of the hole, first slowly, then it started to drip onto his stomach, I pulled his cock up to see his balls. I never really noticed balls before then,. Her lips were crimson and her eyes pitched deep with black. Her platinum hair was long by Eva's standards, falling straight and loose around her shoulders. She was twenty-seven and striking with her height and lean, athletic body, but the old man appeared not to notice.Mozart took off his reading glasses and smiled, plainly enjoying Eva's presence, but that was as much as he ever did. She was not trying to encourage him, at least not specifically, and the man had never hinted at any sort of. It was deep and I love deep navels.Then we laid down on the bed and I was below and she was one me.We were smooching like hell and our tongues were playing with each other and were exploring each other’s mouth.Her boobs were crushed into my hairy chest and my hands were on her back and ass.Her hands were on my back and head and making us more into each other by pulling my head into her head. My dick was onto her hot and wet pussy and making me uncomfortable as it was real hard and paining but.