During the brief moments as I worked on Martha I glanced at Ronnie now and then, and she would glance back, her expression unchanging and impenetrable... I finished Martha with a couple of loving strokes and a squeeze. Then Martha rose on her elbows and said, "Okay, Steven, your turn. Lie down."I gave it a moment's thought, but Martha insisted, "C'mon, lie down." I lay face down between them, grateful for the chance to hide my rising penis. I closed my eyes and folded my arms on the floor and. I got between his wide-spread legs as he lifted them onto the seat of the other chair, which gave me full access from below his crotch. The chair was at the perfect height with me sitting in front of him.His cock was still soft and bigger than I remembered, and his hairy balls are the size of eggs and hanging down over the edge of the chair in his hairy scrotum. I thought that was my last time sucking him, and I was determined to make it last as long as possible. I leaned in and got my first. I could feel the contractions of my pussy tightening on his thrusting member each time he jabbed up into my wetness of my womanly folds. Then we moved to his bedroom. When we got to his bedroom, I was shocked to see his wife tied to a chair and blindfolded so she could hear but not see what was going on. Ignoring her, Enrique quickly got me in bed. As I looked up, Enrique rose above me on the bed. As he spread my legs, I reached up to bring his erection back into me. I wrapped my legs around. She had entered the shower without saying a word, she took the soap and lathered us both up, from head to toe. She pressed herself against my body and rubbed hers up and down against me. The strap-on dildo that she was wearing slid on my stomach as she did her dance of lust.She then turned around: bent over, and parted her ass cheeks with her hands, then told me,“You know what I need.”My soap-covered cock pressed against the rosebud of her tight and lovely ass, she moaned as she felt the.