She scoops it up in her fingers then heads to her room. It’s so thick she thinks as she plays with it in her fingers. She smells it mmmmm then she l...cks it. Omg it’s been a long time she thinks. She slips out of her wet panties and pulls on pajama pants and a wife beater, no bra, no panties. Her nipples are hard and poking through the shirt. She walks out and sits next to Jamey. His eyes open as he sees her nipples. He adjusted his crotch as he stares. Jamey honey I think it’s time we had the. Was David going to walk in from his trip, take one look at me and demand to know who had been boinking me (his favorite term for the human sex act)?I had a wonderful tired feeling from my night of lust and passion. I was preoccupied with these guilty thoughts as I went about a few errands around town. I would say that I was on a cloud, but each time I got out of the car and took off at my usual fast stride, a quick twinge between my legs slowed my step. No matter what anyone tells you, three. I came at once, and a sweet bliss ran around my body, keeping myself from moaning all over the house. I saw the jacking guy came right in one time with me, his sperm splashed around the floor and one of the drops feel on the sofa: I wish I could lick it. He adjusted his cloth and went away on the sly.As for my lover, he went on fondling my pussy with his tongue for some minutes and then he began undoing his jeans hastily, no sooner had he done it as a warm trickle of sperm poured down my. .. in front of them!" blurted Catherine. "How would you like it if I told him what you're like?" You wouldn't dare!" challenged Lynne."I will if you tell him any more about me!" said Catherine."Oh, will you?" said Lynne, grinning at her."Yes, I will!" Catherine replied, her anger now quite out of control. Fiona, meanwhile, sat frozen, scarcely daring to move - petrified of being dragged into this conflict. She was dimly aware that Lynne was manipulating Catherine into a corner, but couldn't.