"Oh, oh, god, fuck... Answer her, Sam."Ms. Gere was on all fours rocking back and forth viciously on Mistress Alexandra's cock. Mistress Alexandra pul...led the hairpin from Ms. Gere's bunned hair. Her long blonde hair dropped into her face as she rocked back and forth on the Mistress' cock. Her make-up was beginning to run as beads of sweat formed on her face. She was getting totally fucked."What's my name, whore?" Mis... oh, god... Mistres..."Mistress Alexandra thwacked her on her ass cheeks. She traced her fingers along the deep, defined lines of his abdomen, as if exploring a road map. She painted her hand up and down across his belly button. Her other hand joined in and she moved them upward till they were pushing through the soft curls sprinkled across his wide chest. She swirled her fingertips around his dark, brown nipples. Donovan clasped her hands at his chest and leaned forward. She tilted her head up and to the side, as his lips angled towards hers. They held each other’s. I laughed nervously and told him our story about being high school sweethearts and how she flirted with all the football jocks but at the end of the night, I was (usually) the guy she went home with. Keshawn and Jason both agreed that she was pretty hot and I was a lucky man. I appreciated their compliment, although it made me a bit nervous how flirtatious she was acting with these two guys, and I noticed that Keshawn winked at her while she brought fresh beers. My wife just smiled back with a. "Suddenly, Seth pulls me to him, kissing me hard, making me gasp in surprise. His hands go to the back of my head, pulling my lips to his, his tongue slipping into my mouth. I moan and kiss him back. We make out for a couple minutes before pulling away breathlessly, and I blush, ashamed or embarassed. "Fuck," he breathes, and my hand goes to rest on his knee. He looks at me, then my hand, then his crotch. I take the hint and slide the hand up, feeling a rock-hard throbbing shaft under his tight.