She did so, and she removed her bra while this happened. She could see his cock sticking out of his boxers, so she leaned over, and rubbed the outside...of his boxers. She then helped him take them off, finally they were naked. Christina’s legs were still dangling off the bed. Her knees were on the edge of the bed, and Daniel was leaned over on top of her, kissing her passionatly. He kneeled on the floor, and started playing with her clit with his fingers. He parted her pussy lips, and kissed her. I think we should try for four fingers in each delicious pussy so we can all taste them." Hell, that's a plan I think we'll all like." The ladies agreed, but asked to move out of the bath and back to the living room. The front door was still open so we brashly moved closer to it, still damp and groping each other! We stood frenching our own mates. The women massaged our swelling dicks to rigidity and all of us caressed our asses.My fingers found their way between us and under Sue's curly patch.. My wife kissed him in the lips as he fondled her butt.Then I realized this guy was black…I stood watching them from a short distance away.Ana smiled and she turned around looking at me. Then I approached them and she introduced me to his new friend…I watched as my wife slid into the booth next to Alfred as the waitress walked over and took our order for drinks.Ana started talking with the black guy, her new friend and client. The waitress brought the drinks and we made a toast…Suddenly Ana. Maybe he’s a runaway from a fundi commune. Maybe he really did just hit his head. We’ll just have to be patient.”Annie tried. She really did. But her attempt to be patient grated against her nerves. First, her knee started jumping. Then her feet started tapping. Then she sprang to her feet and started to pace. AS she paced, Dad chuckled. “Did you have a good day at work?”“Eh,” she said, distracted.“Mom wishes you’d get a job in the enclave, not one over, you know?” Dad asked.“Why’d you think I.