At least, it would be cool at home, and Carolyn would have cooked some good food. She always apologized for leftovers, but her cooking tasted good the...second time around. No reason for her to slave over a hot stove on a day like this. But, when he got there, the apartment was empty. He hung up his suit coat and went looking for her. Almost always, she heard him come in, but she could be deep in her studies and miss anything. She wasn’t in the bedroom; she wasn’t in her office, and the place. Joyce is here and she is in the mood for a gangbang. The three married guys all said yes and that they would be here in just a few minutes. John told them that he would leave the door unlocked and that they should come straight to his bedroom. The one single guy said that he was already making it with two bi girls and that he would pass, at least this time. John came back to the room just as Joyce started having a hard orgasm from my eating her out. I got up and he jumped between her legs and. She looks at me with a mischievous smile, her face slightly tilted to one side. Anticipation wracks my body and I thrill with impatience. Ms. York suddenly flings her bra aside, placing my hot, solid member between those creamy globes, she then proceeds to give me a long breast-fuck. The feeling of her warm tits enveloping my stiff prick, that delicious friction of her soft, pale skin against my hard spear created by the constant up and down movement—it all overwhelms my senses. My legs. I shiver and spasm in his arms and against his body, enjoying every second of it...feeling protected by his muscles.We finally take a break for a minute from kissing to switch my legs and now he m*****s my cunt with his right hand as I scream in pleasure...he then pushes me against the sofa, taking his precumming black massive dick and shoves it in my already wet pussy and pounds my cunt like a real man..."Fuck! yes, fuck me, unghhhh oh shit deeper" biting my lower lips in absolute orgasming.