The tops of her breasts rubbed against my thigh. I reached across while she bobbed up and down and undid her bra strap, then reached my hand in to cup...her breast. It was soft and heavy, the nipple hardening into the palm of my hand. I hefted it and then stroked it. With my other hand I moved her dark hair away from her cheek, picking away strands that were stuck by spit to her face, and then I leaned over to watch. It is endlessly delightful and fascinating to watch your own penis go in then. At least the last hour ... But for some stupid reason I want to put some clothes on ... Would you mind terribly?"Donnie hesitated, then said, "Truthfully? ... I was feeling a bit uncomfortable myself ... us being alone in the house and all ... No, you put on whatever makes you comfortable ... I'll go out in the yard and get my shirt and flip-flops."Donnie was sitting in the kitchen when Jennifer returned. He was still wearing his damp cutoffs but at least his shirt was dry. Jennifer was wearing. "You're right, and then we can play these other games."He started to sit on the bed. She stopped him and pulled back the covers first.He laid back, arms under his head.Jessie climbed onto the bed, and with a wanton smirk, carefully sat astride him. Leaning forward, she brushed his lips with hers and pulled back waiting for his response.His hands slid up her hips to her waist; then he kissed her gently.A warm wave of desire rolled through her."Let's fool around," she whispered."I'm all right. The soft cock was now thickening and stretching her well oiled hole. It took a couple short movements to get his cock gliding smoothly in and out of her brown not so puckered ass hole. On a couple of occasions he pulled out completely and before her ass had chance to recover, he was slamming back deep inside again. On one occasion she noticed her audience had gone round back for a closer look when once again he pulled right out and they were commenting on her gape. She felt a couple of fingers.