I couldn't wait to getter her home and finish the job. As my wife began to lift her ass off of the chair to meet his tongue, the other girls started c...hanting, "give it to her, give it to her", then it hit me that he must have wanted the condom to use on my wife, I felt relieved for a minute that the dispenser wasn't working. Until I saw that Sandi didn't really care at this point. She was trying to get his cock out from his little costume underwear. When she succeded the girls cheered and began. The two would switch places with Betty getting into cowgirl position, giving the young man a ride he would never forget. Betty's tits jiggled and kept on talking out loud as if instructing him on how to get it done right."That's right", said Betty. "This old lady is going to fuck your brains out. I don't care if the house is on fire, I intend to finish. Oh, yes. I want to keep this young cock inside me. So big and hard. Oh, shit. Where have you been all my life?"After Betty received the taste. Once inside I sat on the couch as she fixed us a drink. As she handed me my drink she slipped to her bedroomI almost dropped my drink as she returned in a camisole and panties.“Wow”“You like Derek”“You bet I do”“Well you weren’t hitting on me so I had to do something myself”“Wow”She motioned to me and I followed her to her bedroomShe kissed me and I grabbed her firm ass. As tight and firm an ass as I’ve ever grabbed. She moaned. She pushed me own into a sitting position on the bed.She swayed. It was tight, and the shirt left no question that she wasn’t wearing a bra, outlining and accentuating every curve straight down to her hips. This was not his shirt. Did it belong to the other woman? Nevertheless, it fit, and it made her feel damn sexy, something she hadn’t felt in a very long time. Heck, they weren’t even hers and she felt kinda naughty. The pants, however, were another matter, as she realized she threw her panties into the hamper. Not willing to embarrass herself, she decided.