We tell jokes and stories about our lives. It doesnt surprise me when Luke watches me the whole time again. After awhile, I dont even bother to make h...m know I feel uncomfortable. Thats what he probably enjoys most, making me nervous. I just pretend he isnt there. To grab my attention again, he stands and goes to the Grand Piano they own. Oh, honey! Play La Campanella! Its my favorite, Sheryl says. She leans over to me and says, He started playing piano when he was 8 and hes sooooo good! Luke. Margo straddled Greg with his proud cock obviously embedded deep and satisfyingly in her pussy as she rose and fell on him. She gestured me over. When I neared, Margo reached up and took hold of my tumescent cock and pulled me to her mouth. She sucked on me with her unique brand of energy and technique as Greg’s eyes turned the size of saucers as he watched the hot babe he had on his cock sucking another man only a foot or two from his eyes. He even commented about how her pussy was clenching. I saw Tom whispering something to her which made her smile, blush bright red and giggle as she nodded yes. That’s when Tom asked me to wait in here for a few minutes while they took Wanda back to the bedroom. I said, ok and they all headed to the bedroom with Wanda leading still giggling. When they went in the bedroom they closed the door, that was a little unusual cause we’ve never closed the door any other time. I turned the tv down so I could hear better. Seconds later I heard the headboard. ."His tongue plowed into her thickly curled fur and she eased her legs apart. It dipped along her cunt crevice and delicate flared lips, and a blast of juices poured over it."Wooohhhh..."Mark drank them down and plunged up for more. Scuttling between her open legs he craned his head and burrowed into all that pussy hair, stabbing his tongue against her pooched cuntlips and worming its tip between them. Pam squealed and before he knew it he was eating her out."Yes, yesss! Oh Mark, eat me up! Eat.