Stephanie was whimpering as Piper was giving her a 1 st Class blow job. She rubbed Stephanie’s throbbing cock along her lips looking up into her eye.... “I don’t fucking care, I am sooo horny and you are soooo hot.” Piper admitted before taking Stephanie’s cock back into her mouth. Now it seemed Piper was in control as she pushed Stephanie back on the bench and spread her legs. She began to finger her own pussy making Stephanie watch. Once her fingers were heavily coated in her cum she slipped. She clung to me tightly and her hips maintained a slow up and back movement to accept the last, strokes of my manhood. After all the humping I lay upon her with my cock buried deep in her. I raised myself on my arms and looked down upon her, she was still recovering from her last orgasm and her boobs all wet , reddish and perked up was heaving with her breath. It was so erotic to see another man’s wife beneath me with my cock still buried in her on my bed. Her eyes was still closed. I lay back. Elaine seemed to know her way around inside, and I knew better than to ask any questions about that. Passing the DVD’s and magazines, she went directly to a display of toys along the side wall. There were dildos and latex pricks of every description and color. Whips, handcuffs, and feathers were displayed tastefully and color coordinated to boot. The variety of vibrators on display rivaled my favorite tool-store back home. I truly had no idea what Elaine had in mind, but was excited to learn. I. M. Jessie was studying her reflection in the mirror from a number of angles as her future step-mother strolled by. ‘Hey, Gretch?’ Gretchen Peterson paused and cautiously turned in her direction. ‘…Yes, Jessica?’ Jessie took a couple tufts of her moderate-toned brunette hair in her hands. ‘Can I ask your opinion about something?’ Gretchen was nervous, but she acquiesced. ‘Okay.’ ‘I’m gonna get my hair done. How do you think I’d look with blonde-lights?’ ‘Oh, uh…well, hon, I…I think.