Ed let go of her tits and moved to her pussy.“Come to the bed Mrs Andrews!”She took her mouth off my dick and laid down on the bed but nev...r took her hands off my dick. She laid on her back and went back on sucking me, while I now played with her tits. Ed was now spreading her legs and taking her panties off. Mrs Andrews pussy came in view, its was completely shaved and smooth. It looked so little and tight and it was shinning with the wetness on it. Ed put one huge finger inside it. He offered me something to drink and I said yes. He was having a beer and he had some wine for me. We sat on the couch and I waited for his move. It didn't take long. I finished my wine and I leaned forward to set the glass down. When I sat back he reached for me and pulled me close to him with his strong arms. He kissed me deeply. My hands were on his chest and I felt the muscles there. His lips were soft but insistent. His tongue danced with mine. He had taken a shower and smelled fresh and. "Scott, but you know that." Dean looked towards Cleo. "We four of course. Billy is supposed to be bringing a date for me, as well as his own. We'll be meeting them at Leonardo's. For drinks." Dean looked at his watch. "If there is time. We have a table set up for 45 minutes from now." Dean pressed the gas, we were really running late."I'm never late, really, I'm sorry gang." Was worth every second." Eddie's eyes reflected that he meant what he said. His hand was resting on my knee."Thank you.". When he began coming, Lynnette took her mouth from his cock, but continued to milk and massage the pulsing organ, evoking sensations so fantastic, so intense, that the pleasure Eric experienced verged on pain. She continued until his cock lay limp in her hand, then she looked at him, smiling, traces of sticky white goo on her chin. ‘Was that good for you?’ she asked tentatively. Unable to talk, Eric nodded. ‘I don’t know why I did that,’ she whispered, ‘I’m sorry, I thought I could…you know…go.