Reaching out I touched one with my finger. It was hard as stone, the size of a small pebble. I pressed it and it moved under my finger. Slowly I trace... a line down her breast, then ribs. Diagonally I went to her navel and circled it, before pushing my finger into the hole. She squirmed, but stayed where she was. I moved down now, kneeling before her I hooked my finger into her thong and pulled it down. She had shaved metaciously, leaving only a thin V pointing down to her pussy. I pulled her. "Yeah, that's it bitch. Keep that up," he said as he settled back and slumped down in his seat to enjoy my efforts.I had only been jerking his cock for about five minutes when I heard a strange noise approaching the car. Suddenly two boys sped past on skateboards, one on either side of the car. They looked in as they went by. I glanced at them as they whizzed past and I saw the surprise on their faces. It would of have been comical if it were not so embarrassing.The boys stopped, far enough. As my wife had commanded, I was wearing tight jeans and a tight T-shirt, there was not much to hide. As I was bending down to pick up some empty glasses from the table one of her friends started squeezing my butt and commenting on its firmness. Now I had to go from girl to girl, each of them squeezing and touching my butt. The consensus was, definitely nice and definitely better than the beefy guys on the posters on the walls. One of her friends commented that if they had Playgirl Magazines to. I let my mouth sink down over the length of his cock and I sucked gently on it while stroking his balls with one hand.It wasn’t until Emma had removed herself from Pete’s clutches that I noticed how wet the pillow cases were. She knelt on the bed next to Pete and I extricated myself from the dying embers of his softening cock and also knelt on the bed close to her.My face must have been a picture. I extended my tongue covered with ropes of cum over it. Emma made a quick move in my direction and.