Jenny loved the way Rob normally stroked the back of her neck when she was giving head. Now it was furious – he grabbed her hair – fucking her thr...at like she was going to run away unless filled with cum. He couldn't keep up that pace for long without cumming, and Jenny wanted that in other holes.Jenny pulled back, slobber running down her chin: "Hello Rob, lovely to see you". Jenny pushed Rob backwards onto the bed, lowering her cunt onto his face to get them re-acquainted after such a long. She typically wore such things around the house, minus the bra, of course, but for modesty’s sake had put it on. On her lower half, she wore her favorite pair of grey sweatpants, taking advantage of every effort to make herself comfortable for the upcoming challenge. She welcomed them in and we all began the night chit-chatting over wine and popcorn as everyone got comfortable. When we couldn’t contain ourselves anymore, we fired up the console.—We started out playing a death match with my wife. She licked he lips as she felt a thrill of anticipation rush through her. What would he do to her today?Mr. Groves studied her for a moment, in her little tight fitting black skirt and that thin white blouse; it was so thin he could see her skin beneath it quite clearly. She had tied back her copper curls to keep them out of the way, and along with those big blue eyes of hers, it gave her that little school girl look that always made him hard for her.He reached out suddenly and tweaked at her. If ever there was such a thing as a blank check, Cathy had just signed it."And," Cathy continued, "I want Stan to fuck me every day the way he did last night."That put the ball back into my court.Following Helen's instructions, Cathy got down on all fours and stuck her ass invitingly up in the air. After lubricating Cathy's rear and my cock, Helen told me to fuck my wife's ass. "Give her as good as you can. Don't hold back," she encouraged me.I drove my cock into Cathy's rear and she pushed.