The normal evening chat Jill and I had shared thousands of times these last twenty years, only this time changed out of all recognition by the two ele...hants in the room. The handsome younger man whose arm was possessively wrapped around the mother of my children as she lay next to him in bed chatting to her husband.Sitting propped up, bare-breasted as her boobs rose and fell and jiggled as she excitedly told me about the steps forward in her career earlier that day. Her beautiful tits showing. . so nice” she sighed softly and I felt her pushing back on my face forcing my nose into her crack and I could feel my tongue forcing into her back door. I didn’t hesitate and pulled her thin white panties down her hips and thighs and she happily stepped out of them allowing me full access to her rear end.Her moans became more persistent as my tongue pushed into her little arsehole and my immediate thoughts were that my tongue wasn’t the first thing she had had up her arse, she seemed to enjoy. It's a surprise," Miss K said as looked down over her tits at Ella Mae, flashing her a smile. She then looked over her shoulder at a surprised Tracy. "Now watch this," Miss K mouthed as she looked over my shoulder. "Follow my lead, and this should be fun." Tracy giggled a bit as she surveyed the scene, looking at Miss K's dick twitch between her cheeks. Miss K then reached through the opening in her body suit and pulled her semi-hard cock against the smooth bodysuit and out, letting it hang. Full of excited giggles they'd discussed what semen would feel like in real life. The Internet hadn't really answered that question. Huddled together they'd watched videos, laughing and gasping. Semen seemed to be different, sometimes liquidy and pale, sometimes thick and creamy white. Why? They couldn't figure it out. And nothing they saw explained what it felt like. Neither of them wanted to find out what it tasted like.Hair dry, Keira unwrapped her towel to finish drying. She looked at her.