Brian positioned himself behind her and pulled his very respectable rigid penis from under his shirt. He stroked his erection three or four times and ...came closer to Miss Ferguson. She lifted her head and stared down at her desk top with her tongue clasped in her teeth and showing between her lips. Brian’s cock touched the cunt in front of it and he wiped it up and down the crack. Miss Ferguson’s mouth dropped open and she tensed. The rod was positioned just at the entrance to Miss Ferguson’s. The scent of sex was in the air rising from the smelly towel and her dirty panties hidden under her house dress that covered her slutty shame.Poor Alice hadn’t had any loving with any of the other three for almost three weeks now and she had resorted to using the sofa pillow between her legs whenever she was alone. She insisted that there were no witnesses to her shameful humping. She would be horribly humiliated if any of them heard her sordid whining and groaning telling Mister Pillow what a. "Are you sure? Cause that looks like something else to me?"I froze not knowing what to say or do. I turned my head to look over my shoulder at him. My brother was looking so hot in that bath towel. I couldn't take my eyes off him admiring his chiseled chest following his rock hard abs down to where the towel covered just below his waistline. I could see the outline of his cock as it pushed against the towel steadily growing larger. "Hey!" He yelled breaking me out of my trance. "Yea whatever" I. She leaned forward and kissed her husband full on the lips in the French style with their tongues locked in a dance of the seven veils going deeper with each thrust. I could hear them smooching but found it difficult to see because of being in the down and all fours position with the husband ridding my tailbone like was molded to my bottom. Besides I pretty much had my face buried in the wife’s snatch by now and all I could really see was lots of pubic hair and her pretty pink pussy.The husband.