It was an excellent rubber, with exciting play. Of all people, though, it was Beth who was a bit distracted. She made a slight error, and it cost us a... trick. It didn’t matter, since we were down two in any case, but it was unlike her. – ‘You OK?’ I asked. – ‘Yeah, yeah. Just tripped up. Sorry about that.’ she said. When I got home, Edgar Allan Poe and I had a conversation. POE: ‘You, Sir, are in the process of losing this fucking bet.’ ME: ‘I know, I know. But what am I supposed to do?’ POE:. Brenda began undoing my shirt buttons then pulled this off me, then leaning even lower she undid my trousers, she took the waist band in her hands at either side and began to pull them down, I raised my butt to help, then chris took hold of my trousers and said “here let me help” Brenda then knelt down between my legs and kissed my shaft through the fabric of my Calvin Klein boxer shorts. “Mmm nice and hard” she said now rubbing my cock in her hand. . What a picturethat was, she was laying in the puddle of her cum, mycum was dripping out of her ass and she was pantinglike a race horse with some moans in between. I sat onthe floor, put her head on my lap and stroked her titsuntil she recovered enough to tell me she was coveredwith cum and needed a bath. I liked her that way, covered in cum with cum drippingfrom her ass and told her she would have to wait untilwe finished painting, then I would bathe her. She wasagreeable to that, went and. "We did, and quickly worked Alanna up to her second shaking climax of the night. As Laura switched off the toy and withdrew it from Laura's engorged pussy, a trickle of creamy white cum dripped out after it."That was like super-amaze-balls!" Laura said between heavy breaths."You want us to do you now?" I asked Laura."Yeah," she said, dropping the plastic cock to the floor. "But I want the real thing."She pushed me back into the couch, then climbed over top of me. Her body lowered down on to me.