.. We..."He looked down, unable to continue. Anne laid her hand on his. Stan looked up again, and she held his gaze."Stan, it's all right, just think ...first and say it." I think I do love her, Anne. But I really, really love you, too. I don't think I understand that."Anne gave him her slightly crooked grin, and said, "I don't either, Stan, it's something we'll have to work out. But first we have to look after our own relationship." She paused a second."Do you love me, Stan?"She held his eyes. He. “oh play with my boobs, I love the feel of hands fondling them” she said. I was boob deep in. I used one hand to grab her ass, moving the fingers to locate her hole. Soon as I could find it, a finger went into her ass. “ohh you want to fuck my ass now, please do” Lisa said. We changed positions, her on fours, and ass was up. I lubed it up with what I had...and slowly guided my cock in her ass. “Oh so good, nice and slow, so thankful, so needed anal in a long time” Lisa spoke. She went on to. If they were hidden I guessed we were too. Marlene was lifting up her head, trying to get a better view. I probably should have forced her head down, but I had again become my awkward self, almost afraid to touch her, and certainly in no position to tell her what to do. But I did want to bury my nose in her hair again and breath that rich clean smell. So I did it. We were both holding ourselves up on our elbows, and our hands were close together on the ground. So preoccupied was she with the. Teresa was in a state of deep mental concentration and physical relaxation while Josh steadily pumped in and out like a well oiled machine. Machine was a very good term for him. He hovered effortlessly over her, all his weight on his toes and hands as he flexed his body in his fucking motions. His entire body was muscular beyond just someone who worked out, and his dark skin glistened with only a light coat of sweat while he almost mindlessly kept his steady pace.Teresa had met him at his.