“Food, be back soon with plates and spoons for that ice-cream you need,” Lance laughed remembering the taste of his cum. He was back lickety spli...t. Carrying plates and spoons. Two pizzas, ice-cream and two cans of Pepsi. “Baby the hunter is back,” he beamed with pride. “With our supper,” he said laughing and placing the goodies on the bed. “Tiger, I am impressed at your hunting skills, what a savvy hunter you are,” Frankie said grabbing a slice of pizza with a huge smile. They ate in. The music is loud, so he has to talk in my ear. He brushes my hair away and I feel his warm breath on my neck. I feel his knee touch mine, I keep mine there. About five minutes later we're talking with the rest of the group and I feel his hand on my thigh above my knee. Though no one at the table can see us below the table, they can all see my face, so I have no change in my expression. I can feel myself getting wet. I'm no longer paying attention to the quiz. I can't believe this is happening!. She brought me closer and closer to that hard, powerful orgasm. It would have me gasping and moaning and crying out in rapture. I shuddered, my hips dancing from side to side. I gripped her futa-dick. I held her in my pussy’s embrace. She buried deep into me. Hard.“Oh, my goddess, I’m going to cum in you, Principal McTaggart!” the futa plowing my cunt moaned.“Do it!” gasped my wife. Her thighs squeezed around my face. “Just flood her with all that yummy cum!”“Yes, Mrs. McTaggart!”Elizabeth. Now anyone who had enjoyed seeing what I had done could see us both. "Shall we turn the lights off?" I enquired. "No" she said, "I want to see you pleasure me". She sat on the edge of her chair, and lifted her skirt up to reveal quite chunky thighs covered in black tights and underneath black and white striped panties. I knelt down in front of her, I started to kiss up her thigh, heading straight for her pussy. Neither of us said a word as I planted the first kiss on her panties, she smelt.