Possibly even a little enthused. We decided that would be our Friday together...I'd come by, dress up in my best outfit, and we'd let the night take u...s where it would. Needless to say, since it was only Wednesday, I spent the next two nights dressing up and fantasizing about what was planned to come. Then, it finally did...and oh, what a night it turned out to be!I arrived shortly after dark, around 7:30 or so, dressed in my normal wear with my clothes and lipstick packed away in a tote bag. I. What a choice. A jock, my best friend or my worst enemy.What also caught my attention were the bulges in their swim trunks that increasingly grew in size as I approached them. From my own experience I knew each of the boys were in a lot of discomfort."Hi, my name's Deanna."As they introduced themselves. I couldn't help noticing a few things. The look of lust in Tom's eyes as he was trying to figure a way to make me his next conquest. John was trying to show the others he was a lady's man but I. I watched as Chris slowly worked his way down her front and into her bushy patch. Sharon let out a soft moan and had to steady herself she grabbed the back of the couch and placed one foot up on the cushion for support, this also gave Chris much better access. I watched as Chris worked his way around and began to kiss and lick her from behind. Sharon’s eyes were closed, she had one hand playing with a nipple and the other gently rubbing her pussy. Every now and then she would bite her lower lip. I was desperate for him, and my labia opened like a flower for him. As he penetrated me, I lifted my legs, wrapped them around his waist, so he could fuck me deeper. The bastard made me come, just like he did last night, many times.Again he said I was his white married bitch to be fucked and I accepted it… Maura squatted down on my face, her pussy wet, her labia parted. Then I raised my head and my red lips met her perfumed cunt. My tongue explored her clit and soon she came in my mouth, crying.