She tasted her own nectar on his lips, increasing her excitement. She increased the pace, her breath and cries matching the rhythm as she moved. Braci...ng himself with his shoulders, Thomas lifted his hips and drove himself into her. Allowing him to take control. Angela pressed her lips together, trying not to cry out as Thomas fucked her. She hugged him close, her eyes closed and her cheek resting on his hair. The sensations wracked through her, filled her through-and-through. ‘Oh, oh, yes,’. Her eyes were closed and she was unaware that all eyes at the table were hungrily watching her. Across the table the seventy five year old Mrs. Jones slid her shoe off and then slid down in her chair. Using her big toe, she stretch across and found Rebecca’s sensitive and engorged clit. She furiously rubbed it in a circular motion. That was the final breaking point. Rebecca rocked in her chair from the orgasm, her grandma pulling hard on her nipple to increase the intensity. Before a second. Some of it dripped out and I got to catch that. When he pulled his cock out, he let it fall to my mouth. I licked him clean as she dripped cum on my face. She then planted her pussy on my face and I began to clean her up. She was moaning as she started to have another orgasm. This time she squirted her juices on my face to mix with the guys cum.After she was done with her orgasm, she pulled up a little on me. I saw the guy that she had been sucking earlier come around and shove his cock in her. I got the impression theyknew it was more important than that, but nobody asked for moreclarification. They would learn more about it tomorrow anyway.I continued the tour further into the bus. "You're welcome to anythingin the fridge," I told them, pointing at the full-size stainless-steelfridge that had been stocked for the party. "If you guys want to order apizza or something we can do that too."I led them further back. "On the right is the bathroom. To the left hereare three bunks for.