The joined me, but by then they again were all kisses and hugs.We joined up with Brad, Megan, Doug, Beth, and Jo to do a great cookout for dinner. Aft...r dinner we enjoyed some quiet lovemaking on our patio, making sure that everybody reconnected physically with people they hadn’t been with for a while. Ultimately, we retired to our own beds with promises to see everybody the next day – a Sunday.Monday morning, Emma and Dave tiptoed into the house in case we were sleeping in. We weren’t, so went. As an English teacher I expected the words to come naturally, but my throat was dry, the clamminess of desire clotted my speech.Alex moved slowly and reached out, pushing away the papers that clouded my midst and then looked back at me again, her eyes entering my own once more. My hands began to sweat at the palms and I sat motionless as she moved closer.She lay on the desk and her stomach tensed at the cold touch of the wood to her skin and her bottom lip curled into her mouth, she bit it. As he entered the bedroom he nearly threw up. His gorgeous wife was on her hands and knees, white stockings and basque covered in an oily mess. Her head was on the pillow as she bit into it, her hands tied to the bed board. Her waist curved out and up to her peach ass and he groaned at the view. A man he'd never seen before dressed only in a crazy zipper face mask had his hand wrist deep in her anus. The slopping, farting noise was air and oil escaping from Stacey as he made rapid thrusts in. "You like that, Claire?" Evan asked softly, "You like it when I shove my fingers into your dirty pussy?"Claire bit her lip. She didn't want to respond, but her body was responding for her. She didn't need to say anything. Her hips were gyrating slightly against Evan's bulge. Claire's head leaned back into Evan's chest. She couldn't resist the truth. She was loving this. She was loving what Evan was doing to her, even if it was rape. Claire needed more. She wanted Evan's cock inside her."Evan, I.