Next thing I felt was some very light tender strokes against my quivering opening, not seeing, or being able to hear what was going on, this just sent...my head spinning and my body tingling. Eventually I felt something huge pressing against my hole. Instant clamp shut, begged her to wait. As a loving wife she didn't push any more, but she didn't pull away either. Just stayed exactly where she was. As I slowly relaxed, her strap on slowly opened me up, causing me to moan slightly as the head. 30pm. They both came downstairs and wolfed up a large helping of spaghetti each, giggling and chatting throughout. There was a resurgence of the burping competition from before, but it was won easily by Michelle's dad, as he laughed along and let out a massive belch that seemed to shake the windows in their frames. He did the dishes (despite the earlier arrangement), and called Tammy's house, letting them know she would be staying the night.Michelle and Tammy had turns in the shower, and. His t-shirt was so tight, molding to his muscular physique. My fingers clenched about my tits. I slid them faster and faster, squirming, my tongue licking, flicking, eager for his cum to explode.“And then the girl should beg for his cum to cover her,” I moaned.“An example,” he groaned.I grinned at him. “Oh, Master, cum all over my big tits. Cover them with your spunk. Mmm, I’m just a naughty teacher that has to be bathed by your jizz. It’s so hot and delicious.”“Oh, yes,” he groaned. “Oh,. The hem of her shirt went ballooning out and she had to push it down under the water. I watched with sick trepidation as her shirt got soaked halfway up to her chest, but she sat on a higher step of the hot tub and her breasts didn’t get submerged, so I sighed in relief. But it still felt a little weird to be hanging out here watching my wife party with these obnoxious men who we barely knew. “Aww, come on! You didn’t get your whole top wet!” complained Peter. “I thought you were going to show.