That was how it all began and became the foundation of our sessions. We would get together at least once a week and it seemed like for her pleasure.It...wasn’t long after that during one of our sessions that L asked me if I would suck C's cock. I got nervous and said no I didn’t think I could do it. She said ok and let it go at that. That night she wanted to feel both of us in her pussy. I didn’t think anything of it at the time, I was concentrating on her pleasure but looking back I realized. Biting my lip so I didn't scream out, I could taste my own blood coating my tongue.I needed their cocks and I needed them now!I pushed the one on my right down and held his cock as I rubbed it against my wet slit before sliding the head to my wanting hungry entrance. He grabbed my hips and forced me down completely, spearing me on his thick cock. Any pain was forgotten as he started rubbing my clit, pushing me towards another cum. I was getting very desperate now, I needed more.I looked over my. It always made me uncomfortable to see her body so revealed. It wasn't uncommon for her to walk around the house in her underwear."There's dirt all around the base of the tub, and the rug is a mess," she barked continuing to gather dirty laundry. She had on a matching black-laced bra and panty set. This set certainly wasn't as conservative as her others. Her butt cheeks were peeking out of the bottoms, and her cleavage was busting out. The lacy bra was transparent in some spaces between the. ‘I’m having a perfect evening and it’s because I’m with you,’ Colette said as she touched his face gently. ‘It will be something we’ll be able to tell our grandkids about,’ Larry said, making another Freudian slip. He had meant to say ‘tell your grandkids’ but his mind could think of nothing but Colette. This slip did not go unnoticed. ‘Do you mean that?’ Colette smiled at him, her hands entwined through his. Something in his brain went haywire, it had to or he would not have blurted out what.