My hand gravitated down to her sex where I discovered how wet she already was. My cock was throbbing, aching for release when my wife found the zipper...and pulled it down and unsnapped my pants. Oh God! Her hand felt so good around me while my fingers were exploring the inside of her, remembering the joys of her wet pussy. Both of us were humping and groaning, the vision of that video running through my brain. Michelle pulled away from me and turned, resting her arms against the back of the. Anyway Donna answered and needed to sign, she said to the guy "Step inside while I find a pen".As he stepped inside our house I took the parcel off him and he stood there, "Shut the door" Donna said, as he did she came towards him, he handed her the slip and she said trying to write "I need something HARD to rest on", he smiled as she looked at him. She was wearing a nightgown that didn't leave much to the imagination.After she'd signed she said "Do you want a drink" he replied that he didn't,. -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-Kevin's StoryChapter 4Kevin woke up the next morning inordinately happy, but as so oftenhappens to the waking mind, he didn't immediately remember why. Hefelt the sheets rub against his morning hard-on, and then hesuddenly recalled the events of the previous night. His alreadyswollen member seemed to get even harder. He hopped out of bed and,with his swaying boner leading him on like a divining rod, went offin search of his. The hands start squishing my breasts and playing with my nipples while another set of hands hold my head still and start undoing the gag. "Don't say a fucking word and this will all be over soon!" a raspy voice says close to my ear. How many are there? I feel another set of hands playing with my ass. My mental count is four so far. The gag is out but immediately replaced with a cock, hard and sticky with the pre-cum oozing out. What else can I do? I start sucking as if my life depended.