She took my wife keys and gave them to Brad and instructed Brad to take her straight home. Maria didn't think she was drunk, but figured it was better... to be safe than sorry. She also didn't want to call to tell me Brad was taking her home because of the promise she'd made with me earlier. I told Maria I was very mad at her. She knew she was supposed to call me to let me know where she was at and what she was doing. Maria apologized over and over. She said she truly had no intention of ending up. She raised her head upward to reach it with her mouth and started sucking it while the first bull was increasing the depth of his cock in her vagina. He had inched his cock all the way into her, up to his balls and just stopped, holding that position and playing with her clit. My wife was turned on and horny.She pushed the bull in her mouth forward and started rimming his sphincter. He started stroking his cock while she rimmed him. Meanwhile, the bull in her pussy had started to long stroke. "Hey, Dale. What's up?" Debbie said into the phone. She lay back against her pillows and twirled the phone cord in her fingers. "Huh? Not much. Just hanging out, you know. Like, what are you doing? What? No way." She put her hand over the mouthpiece and leaned toward Pam, lowering her voice. "He says he and Wes are drinking from his parent's liquor cabinet."She giggled. Pam smirked and looked back at the math book. None of it made any sense, and she couldn't concentrate with Debbie talking on. “I haven’t seen you here before, Hope. Are you vacationing?” moving us to the window to better see the rising moon. It was gorgeous!She looked me in the eyes, smiled and sashaying her crotch ever so lightly across mine said, ”Nope, my friends and I heard about the band being good to dance to and we drove over for the night to dance and whatever. All the way from Mobile!”“Great! But what’s a 'whatever?'” I asked.“Well, it’s kind of like this”. She pulled me closer and brushed her lips across.