If the women suspected anything about Steve and me they didn’t show it. Steve made the first move. Giving me a significant look, he turned Lisa’s... face to his and kissed her lingeringly. Andrea then turned and did the same to me. Both kisses grew more passionate, and the sound of our breathing got heavier. Suddenly Lisa stood up, shucked off her top and, with a practiced move, unhooked her bra from behind. It fell to the floor, revealing two delightfully shaped tits with small areolas and big. I asked her what was so funny. Ana just said that I would see.Then I reached round the front, finding her thong was soaking wet.I put my fingers inside her thong and rubbed her bald pussy, parting her sweet lips. I rubbed her pussy up and down.I pulled out my hand and smelt it. I was sure it was semen…I felt angry and asked Ana about this fresh man’s cum oozing out from her swollen cunt.Anita smiled and said she had told me it had been a good night...My sexy wife then explained me that she had. .But now he had gone, and Miranda, for the first time in ages, was truly alone...The evening was quiet and peaceful, and more than a little bit lonely for Miranda, and she worried that it was a forerunner of how she would cope with Peter's absence.Peter had always lived his own life, with his own friends and interests; pretty much as she did, but Miranda hadn't realised how much she had grown accustomed to his presence in the home – even when he wasn't even there!She realised that Peter. Fucking hell Kit, you look sensational!" an exasperated Pete stammered quite a bit louder than he perhaps meant to. "Shh!" Kitty giggled, before closing her eyes and losing herself to the sensations of water now pressing onto her clit as she held the edge of the tub. Pete moved forwards, crouching behind her in the deepest recess of the tub as Kitty squatted on her knees, thighs parted enough to allow the full pleasure of the water to hit her most aroused areas and yet invite Pete's attention.