.like…seriously!” she replied, letting out a small laugh. Feeling almost embarrassed and at the same time challenged, I opened my mouth to almost ...cold her and remembered that the situation did not exactly call for that. The hem of her robe barely covered her intimate area and the light behind her gave her an angelic look, now standing there, arms folded over her chest, one foot facing outward and her knee slightly bent. “About that...” I began, “maybe we should talk about it…” I exhorted. Her hand reached down under her skirt to feel her shaven pussy. She wasn’t wearing underwear. Closing her eyes, Vanessa leaned back and began to slowly tease her clit with a single finger, not allowing herself too much stimulation or too little. The four men entered to find her softly moaning to herself, nearly oblivious to the rest of the world. Her hand worked in a steady rhythm, and her eyes were closed. She could feel the power of her sexuality emanating around her, building like a spell.. You know, Mitch, like, for clarification?" 'No, ' she says. 'Not you especially. When the other three guys left and you were alone, you got elected.'" 'So what is it?' I ask her." And she says, 'My dad died recently. He was a big fan.'" 'Sorry to hear it, ' I tell her. I mean, I don't know why she's telling me this, but I'm just trying to be like, y'know, polite." 'My dad was the same age as Brooks Robinson, ' she tells me, 'almost right to the day. And he used to play third base when he was. " "Vicki, that's it baby. Cum for me! Cum all over his face baby. Yeah, do it. Just cum honey, let yourself cum for me..." and after saying that Wifey just let's go of my cock! Just like that, stops. I'm fuckin' dying here! I look back over and see Hubby standing at the foot of the bed and Vicki sort of shuddering/convulsing. She came really good. He walks over to Wifey and me, "Alright, come on over here you two. I want you to see something." We walk over there, my cock starting to soften once.