My fingers continued to work through my folds, pinching my clit. I heard Peter’s zipper.I wanted to turn and look again but I instead kept my eyes c...losed and concentrated on the feeling of my fingers dancing through my own slickness. I felt a slight breeze crossing my back as he moved closer.I pushed harder at my clit and thrust my hips back onto his crotch.I wanted his cock, I wanted him to fuck me and did not care where. But my long fingers were throwing me over the edge and I finally erupted. I pushed Alice's head down towards my wife and gently cupped her tits in my hand, Alice moved her hand down and placed it on my wife's thigh, slowly moving up it towards her triangle. She was really moaning now, then Alice lifted up her skirt and rubbed her between the legs through her panties, I then came round the front and started to feel Alice's tits, unbuttoning her bra and feeling some 42DD tits, gently rubbing her nipples between my fingers.Alice was rubbing her so much she had parted. "I can see just fine." I couldn't see any more than a quarter of the screen, but I wasn't about to admit that. Samantha switched from rubbing my dick with her hands, to squeezing her thighs around it. Wow, did that feel good! I had to turn my head and bite down on the blanket covering the bean bag to keep from calling out.To think that I had been worried about Samantha giving us away by making too much noise. Every time the pressure on my cock from the girl's thighs was lessened, I could feel. That's when I heard my mother walking up the stairs and making her way into her room. I knew she was definitely collecting the dirty clothes from her hamper and was going to be visiting my room next.I realized there was no way I could make it out of there before she arrived, so I just shut my eyes and pretended to be sleeping. I covered myself up to my neck in my thin sheet, while the cum stained blanket laid on the floor in a crumpled pile. Like clockwork my door opened very gently and my.