They had good sex, Greg was good, but not spectacular in bed, but then he wanted to stay the night and seemed to think it meant they were back togethe... again. Olivia was not going to make that mistake again, so until she could find a new guy it was down to her favorite little toy to keep things fun. Olivia figured she'd masturbated more in the past month and a half than she had in the two years she'd been single after college. Back then she indulged maybe a couple times a week if she was really. Her breasts were heaving and her thigh muscles were swelling from the workout. Tom had had both heavy hands kneading her ass. Suddenly the black bastard pulled my wife into the doggy style position and really started to fuck her hard. He caught us looking through the window and smiled. He showed us four long black fingers.The guys laughed and one of them meant she was on her fourth orgasm...Tom pulled my wife’s face to the side and passionately kissed her. He then asked her where she wanted him. But there are times when cuddling with another woman, feeling their curves, softness and tenderness is nice. They smell so much nicer and they taste sweet and … their touch is so much more… erotic!” She giggled and so did Amy.My cock twitched and I could see this was starting to do the trick. Amy walked over and tentatively placed her finger tips on her mother’s breasts. Abbie put her hands over her daughters and murmured words of encouragement as she showed the girl how she liked to be touched. My legs extend, trembling, andrigid as I approach orgasm, my feet arched inside thered platform sandals, my back arched, everything seemsarched, if eyeballs could arch mine are arched…andthen it happens.“Are you going to wet your pretty nightie,” H asks,scarcely a moment before I start helplessly shaking andspurting.His hand has picked up that scarcely perceptiblequarter-speed necessary for me to achieve escapevelocity. As I shudder and gasp on his lap, achieving akind of.