Her eyes glazed over. "Of course, Sir," she said in a flat monotone. "I'll just lock up then." Please do," said Gregg softly, "and then come back here..."Gregg watched as she walked across to bolt the museum's front door. "Good legs, tight skirt, very agreeable," he thought, still fighting against the sexual desires that threatened to disrupt his plans. Sharon was soon back in her place behind the desk."Now, Sharon," Gregg said, suddenly aware that he could achieve his next objective in the. That's fucking it. Drink that pussy cream!”Mom and I were both cumming as the Black guy pulled his cock out of the naked hot wife's pussy. He stood up, his dick dripping with pussy juices. I shuddered, hitting that wild peak of my orgasm.Mom released my hand and then she tapped the phone. “Who else wants to fuck my wife?” the cuckold moaned. “She needs more dick.”“Yes, yes,” the hot wife gasped. “I need more. Fuck me! Fuck my pussy!”I glanced down. I still had the crowd ***********ed. Men line. I don't know if that was the name of the song but it was sort of like a square dance, Texas two step but with racy lyrics. I don't know if you've ever done this sort of dancing but you tend unless you outright try and avoid it, to drift from partner to partner. Jessica drifted away for a few as the lines changed and I could see her grooving with a guy, shaking that booty, "Booty Call!" cried the DJ.She was really going to town! Their hands were allover each other, his hands on her breasts,. ‘Did I do good?’ He had no idea she just had a good-sized orgasm. ‘If you ever wondered what a woman cumming felt like: I just came. I don’t think I could have paid for anything better.’ She was being honest, but she was wrong. He got up and placed his face next to hers. He kissed her cheek and she hugged him like a doll that was larger than she. ‘Just lay there and let’s enjoy your orgasm. Don’t move until you’re ready to.’ ‘Thanks.’ ‘You’re welcome.’ ‘I mean for not demanding I go down on you.