Thank god there was enough room in the dark closet for me to fit inside quickly, as the view was perfect, an eye line straight to the fireman's bed, w...here Kim was laid out on her back, legs splayed in the air, dress in a heap on the floor. The fireman was also naked, and appeared to be using a hand towel to wipe his cum from my wife's drenched pussy and thighs. I used this opportunity--her head thrown back, eyes to the ceiling, the fireman's back to me--to quietly close the linen closet door to. Still disoriented, his brain was misfiring. His tongue was sticking out, as if he was licking the sweet folds of her wet pussy and tongue fucking her dark, musky asshole. Emmanuelle was moaning, groaning, chanting over and over, "Oh yeah, eat my Black pussy, lick my ass you piece of shit white boy. Show our guest here exactly how much I own you, how I own your soul. You'll do anything I say, no matter how degrading, how perverse, in front of anyone I tell you with no shame because you belong to. Normally, I would say he was claiming you as part of his pack and putting you under his protection. But, I saw him kiss you, even if it was rather chaste. It piqued my interest, so I sort of kept an eye on the two of you all night. You weren't together much, but Evan kept his eyes on you all night long. When he saw you and Marsh laughing, he moved in to find out what was going on. I don't know what he meant by claiming you, but I'm not ready to put it down to an Alpha protecting one of his pack. Joe took out the bottle of oil and squirted some on my hands, motioned me to rub them together, and then took my wrists and laid my hands down on my mom’s breasts. He started me off indicating the right pressure and speed and then moved back to watch me massage my mom’s breasts. I am not new to massage, but I felt like a massage virgin with my mother as my partner. I am not sure if mom could feel my hands trembling and shaking because I was so nervous, yet so excited.I rubbed those lovely.