Bren’s pussy was wet from watching. Not a particularly athletic person, she was surprised at herself for being so nimble. Left foot on the cushion, ...ther foot on the arm of the chair, swinging her first foot over Mike and onto the other arm, and she was standing on the chairs arms with her wet pussy in Allie face. Bren steadied herself by leaning on the top of the chair back and lowered her slit onto Allies mouth. Gratefully Allie accepted the gift. His lips worked up and down her pussy lips. You even went as far as to unscrew the light bulb from the garage door opener. And there you waited, in the dark, legs spread wide, bent forward over the hood, your left hand buried beneath you, fingers deep in your pussy, playing. Pinching your clit from time to time, sliding a finger into your wanton, swollen cunt. In your right hand, the garage door opener. Waiting, waiting, waiting… for me to arrive and shut off my bike. Imagine my surprise then, as the garage door slowly opens, and I find. I sighed as I got out of the shower and towelled myself dry. It was too late to blow dry my hair so I just brushed them into a ponytail. Sighing again, I walked towards my room and when I got to the door, a surprise was waiting for me. It was dark but the moonlight peeking thru the window gave me a nice view of Shaun sleeping in my bed. He had told me he would be coming soon but I wasn’t really expecting him until next week so I was pleasantly surprised to see himHe was lying on his back; naked. Ben was terrified. He wasn’t sure what this was all about, but he felt like he’d fallen into a big bear trap. The next night, Sophie was again the last to leave. She didn’t even look at him as she left. The moment the door closed, he locked it and ran to the back. Sure enough, right on the doorknob hung another pair of panties. These were satin, pink, boy-cut. The edges were trimmed in lace. “Jesus,” Ben hissed. His cock swelled instantly. This time he didn’t hesitate. He unzipped, pulled out.