She would laugh merrily, as the wife would smack her husband up side the head for drooling over Goldy's firm body. Continuing her afternoon journey, s...e strutted down the street to the path that lead into the woods. As she was rather dense, Goldy paid little attention to the direction she was going, and soon found herself lost. "Where the fuck am I?" she mused, as the forest path led her deeper into the woods. Deeper and deeper, she went. The trail twisted to the left, then right. Goldy. "The look you gave me. Like youhated me!" She thought she was 'cried-out', but tears began to prick hereyes again."I don't hate you," Emma said. Another pause. "It wasn't because yourealised the jig was up?" she finally asked."What! No! Emma, everything I've said to you is the truth. I'm as shockedand confused as you by this ... news." Are you?" Emma replied. Mandy was quietly sniffling beside her. After awhile, Emma let out a deep sigh. "Honestly, I don't know what to think,"she said.. Maisy got my pants down enough, no hesitations or faffing around, sat across me. So while there she expertly guided my purple tip to open her butterfly wide then sank back! I felt the gush of her quim juices as it enveloped my cock and I was all the way in! I could feel that wetness oozing all over my bush from inside her, as she rocked gently back & forth. She arched as her body began shuddering, then she grabbed my left hand to clasp a little boob while she ground her cunt against me to. "Julie and Alex sheepishly moved toward the empty fourth couch and took their seats."I see that they already got your clothes, my man," said JJ nodding toward Alex's robe."First my money, then my clothes, I'm afraid," sighed Alex. "I'm Alex Adams... my wife, Julie." Alex extended his hand to George."George and Beverly Morgan," said George."And, you, of course, are JJ Johnson." Alex blushed. "I'm a big football fan."JJ beamed. "Yes sir, I'm JJ and this here is my wife Ingrid."All eyes turned.