Chris snapped a few photos while I continued to pound her incredibly wet slit, and then I rolled Paula over to doggy style so she could blow him while...I continued to push into her. The view was spectacular! I could watch her face in the mirror and turn my head to see Chris's face while he enjoyed my wife jerking and sucking him. I was building up my pace, and Paula was starting to push back hard against me, forcing every inch of me inside of her. The sound of flesh slapping together and our. About six thousand of them had packed into the hall to see what was billed as our last ever concert. At least it was the last until after the trial of our bass guitarist, and we knew how long he'd get.The trouble was though, we'd thrown a pretty wild party in our hotel suite after a particularly successful gig. The police had kicked the doors in just as the horny twins were enjoying a sexy wet kiss with each other. He might've got away with just that little bit of sibling friendliness except. Sheltered since her youth, Angela thought of the female body, if indeed she thought of it at all, as her own reflection in the bathroom mirror in those short intervals she let herself be uncovered, or else as the cool impersonal figures portrayed in art books and magazines. Quite a different thing than the panting, moaning, living reality that writhed on the floor before her, a reality of smell and sound as well as of soft, inviting, naked female flesh.Free from observation herself, since. "Thanks Baby", Angel said. "They'll look even better when they are wrapped around that cock of yours." Chris smiled and said...."MMMM Nicey." He walked over to an unoccupied chair in the living room and presented Angel with a package that was wrapped in shiny paper. For me? Angel questioned. "Wow you spoil me. What's the occasion?" "I was in the store today and thought of you. I wanted to go together to shop, and maybe sometime we will. That would be fun," said Chris. Angel didn't have a clue.