My own cock leaked as I stroked it hard. I watched closely as my wife’s attention was drawn to her own cups and the monster between them. “Are yo... going to cum all over my boobs?” She asked Mark, never taking her eyes off.“Yeah…,” Mark replied.My wife smiled. He started fucking her tits harder and faster. Soon, that familiar moan of Mark’s filled the room as he placed both hands on her shoulders, squirting between my wife’s natural breasts. I watched as she was so in tuned to what was taken. The baby was a lot larger than it was a week ago, but Frank had assured her that the fetus was developing normally."You want to try coming downstairs?" Katie asked, offering her help. "If you want, you can use me as a portable crutch..."Béla grinned. "I would love to get out of this bed. But first, if you want, you can help me take a shower. Being confined in this bed..." She didn't need to finish the sentence. Katie laughed, playfully waving her hand pretending to dissipate the odor, and. Maybe you should take a shower first, Kenny suggested. Why? Max asked in surprise. Not to be ungentlemanly like, but you smell like a whore Maxie, Kenny said with a grin as his eyes caught a dribble of jism along her calf. Yeah, I do smell a bit raunchy, she laughed. Give me a few minutes, will ya. Sure, take your time, Kenny said. Ill radio in that were taking a break. Just as Kenny is about to call the Police dispatcher, Peter comes walking out of Maxines bedroom wearing nothing but his. I run my fingers up your spine slowly, digging in and making sure to get the knots once again. Fingers moving in circles as they go, your making little appreciative noises spurring me on. I move lower down your legs straddling your calves, slowly digging my fingers into your arse. You push up into my hands. I lightly dig my nail in, still kneeding. I move my hands down to the apex of your thighs, teasing your cunt, sliding my fingers through your soaking wet folds. Dipping the tip of my finger.