....uh....uhh...UH...uh..uh...Unh...Unhh..uhh..uh. Uh! Uhh!" I hadmy face buried in the pillow but that really did not cover my moans. Mylong curls w...re grabbed forcing my face up and my head back. "AHH..Uhhhhh! Ohh...Ohhhhh!!! OO!! AW!!! Ung!!" No there was nothingcovering the sounds of my delight. Mike's thick cock hammered in andout of tight greasy butthole, I loved it when he got rough. He had myhair around his wrist and my pussy was squeezing his beautiful dick. Hepulled me back. I could see the path she was taking, but I was also examining the fabric of the house, so I was much slower than her. I heard her though when she screamed. ‘Oh my gawd! Daniel you just have to see this.’ I had once told her that she could call me Daniel. After all we worked in close proximity, however with feminine obstinacy she usually called me Boss or dirty old man only occasionally using my name. I worked my way round to where she was and saw the reason for her surprise. The veranda had. He snorted his displeasure and I leaned in again and licked it, studied it for a moment glanced up at Dan's mug than licked it from base to head. He slid forward slightly and I hovered over it momentarily then dropped on it covering the head in the warmth of my mouth, Dan just smiled. I rolled the head from cheek to cheek and sat back smiling. "C'mon man, you gonna suck that thing or what? he said in a pleading voice. I tilted my head as if thinking about it, then slowly, leaned forward and. ”Tommy frowned at her.“I could use some lessons,” Nancy said. “I can’t get my breathing right. I do the breaststroke mainly, butterfly kick and all that.”“Uh huh,” Tommy said, adjusting his Speedo. He had tried wearing his cock upright but found the head often appeared above his waistband so has resorted to stuffing the thing down in the front where it often made a hard-to-ignore bulge. This was one of those times. Tommy looked like he had a bag of golfballs in his suit.“I can see you at two,”.