As she suspected, the Italians really knew how to cook, but at that moment, she would have killed for some good BBQ. There was a great rib place back ...ome that she treated herself to every other month or so. She knew it was bad for her, but she couldn't help it if she'd inherited her father's tastebuds. Allie was beyond the point of caring as she reached for some bread, ham and mustard. Not seeing anything that really tickled her fancy, Bridget decided to settle for sandwiches also. So intent. She looked so hot and horny as she looked up at me with cum running down her mouth. She leaned up and kissed me, our tongued intertwining as I tasted my own cum. We both leaned against each other like that for awhile until she found enough strength to get up and go to bed. I quickly followed, washing up in the bathroom, then sliding in next to her.Thing was, I couldn't sleep now, it woke me up having such a heated session. So I got up and as I entered the living room I quietly picked up all of. I waited for his next move, without control. He stood up immediately and dragged me to the edge of his bed. “Open your mouth, and suck me dry..” He demanded. I immediately leveled my lips against his shaft and skimmed his cock gracefully against my tongue. He began to pump his cock in my mouth, faster, and harder at each stroke. I held back my urge to gag and pushed his cock further in my throat. He responded nicely. My spit flowed over him and down between his legs. I withdrew and began to. We got up and ripped our clothes off and got back on the bed. I went back to her nipple as Paul started to stroke her pussy and tell her how beautiful it was. I noticed she had his dick in her hand and was slowly stroking the full length. This part always sends an erotic ripple through me when I see my wife of 35 years, lovingly stroking a total stranger’s cock. I moved up and fed her my cock for a few minutes, mostly to let Paul know that it was an available place to put his. I slid down her.