The cake wasn’t anything fancy—lemon sponge cake with buttercream frosting—but Claire was an excellent baker and whatever secret ingredients she...snuck into that recipe made it easily the best piece of cake I’d ever eaten in my life. As Claire went to cut us all a second slice, Tami casually turned to Sonya and me and asked, “So, what was all that about a ‘Waiting Game?’ Sonya was gonna say something but you stopped her, Michael!” “Come on, Michael,” Claire called out from the kitchen. “What was. Mark was garnering more and more information on the art of seduction and pleasuring females as he toyed with them this way.He added a second finger and pistoned them into the girls using a left---right pumping motion that had them gurgling with delight each time he slowed or sped the pistoning digits.He thought Fay was closer to cumming as her body was trembling and her breathing raspy. He decided to push her over. Wetting his thumb in the juice lathered around her cunt, he worked it into her. I jumped in my car on the thought and sped off.i knocked on the front door and she answered. she had loose pj's on but i could still envision her beautiful tits bulging through her night shirt. I asked her if her daughter had off from school "like i did" and she didnt."Do you mind if i hang out, can i help out wit your work or anything?"she smiled and gladly let me in. Let me tell you it was terrible, cleaning everything left and right. After about like noon, we took a break....we brought up. His pulse quickened, surging through his hard length as she glided her fist up and down him. Her mouth kept the head warm and wet while she pummeled it with her flickering tongue. She flipped her long auburn locks aside and they simply fell back into her face. Jeremy must have sensed her frustration and dragged his strong fingers through her hair and held it in a ponytail at her nape. She flashed him a grateful smile, smearing the head of his cock against her lips teasingly and then slid him.