I ached for it.I watched as she hauled up her tight skirt, exposing a pair of sky-blue panties cut to fit her cock. She shoved those down to her knees..., her futa-dick popping out. She had a shaved twat, her shaft thrusting from those pink folds beading with her juices. She scrambled to take off her backpack and dig through it.She found the lube. Held it up in triumph.I bit my lower lip and whimpered in anticipation, my asshole aching from her fingers’ stimulation. She slathered a generous amount. The guys near her were having sly peaks at her, she was heating up the guys in the room. She still a little shy at this point trying to cover up a little. I went to the bar and got her a drink. After having that she got up and walked over to the water jug, bending over showing off a little bit of ass, many guys keeping a close eye on her. She came and sat back down. We chit chatted a bit together. Kissing on and off we were both getting quite horny. My cock hard and inching to be in a wet hole.. I should mention that Ed (leaving a secret smile on my face, knowing that Kay would be all mine tonight) left shortly after the show ended, as did Mr. and Mrs. Peacock. The Plums, however, remained behind. I liked The Plums. They were the hosts of our last clue party. He was in his 40’s, well-educated and well read, so much so, that he taught High School English as well as being head of the Drama Department. Oh, and he was handsome and fit and quite outgoing, all of which made me shy around. “Nuh-nuh-ooooh-yeah,” April cooed back. After another minute Todd stopped thrusting into her. Then as he panted and gasped for breath he took his hands and rested them on my wife’s ass as he stood against her, his cock still buried in her pussy. April made another cooing noise and wiggled her ass against him. “God, that was good,” Todd panted. “Real fucking good,” April agreed. I watched them as they stayed locked together over the arm of the couch for a couple of more minutes. Then April.