For some reason hearing my own moan echoing off the walls made the experience seem even more erotic. One hand traveled down my flat tummy to my well ...roomed pussy. The red hair was short and soft to the touch. Automatically my mind pictured Mr. Hot Stuff touching me, his hand on my pussy. I slid one hand between my folds and was surprised how wet I was. I wondered how wet I would be if it really were the hottie fingering my wet cunt. My fingernail scraped over my clit and I squealed out. The. The older one, Jerry, had a gross looking cock similar to Mr. Johnson's; a bit stubbier but fat and thick. Bobby had a long skinny noodle. Both men were already semi-erect from looking at Alexa's hot young bod.She spit on Bobby's cock first, using her left hand to coat it with the makeshift lubrication. Alexa had to spit twice on Jerry, her saliva hanging out of her pretty lips for a moment, just to get his larger cock good and slick in her right hand."No touching." Alexa remarked. "You can cum. Lizzy turned her head as Alex moved past her to a small duffle bag on the ground. From inside, he pulled out a red dress, a lacy black bra, and a black thong."Here," he said, tossing the clothes at her. "Go put these on. Then we can begin."Lizzy nodded. As she began to walk toward the bathroom, Alex reached forward and grabbed her wrist. "No. Change in front of me."He released her, and headed back to the small bag. From inside, he pulled out a professional camera. Alex pointed the camera at. His parents are out of town all weekend and he is home all alone. I am sure you would have done the same thing. Oh by the way, make sure you wear something sexy at dinner tonight,” I said to her before quickly walking away. “You jerk! I know what you are doing?” my wife yelled back at me as I headed back outside. I couldn’t wait for five to come soon enough as my wife had come out of our bedroom dressed in her tight jeans along with her white buttoned up shirt. She left the three top buttons.