"Hey der bab," a woman echoed. She appeared from the kitchen dressed in a wife-beater T-shirt and white cotton panties. It wasn't Melissa though, wh...o was this woman. Her breasts were small, maybe an A. She was muscled and her hair looked dirty and tangled. "Who are you and where is Melissa?" I questioned. "It me, huney...." the woman cried. "No, you're not my lover...." I said. "Um, yes she is," it was Nancy, as she appeard from the kitchen wearing a silk baby doll. "I've made some. He grabbed onto her sides, moving her slowly in and out of him. as they both started getting the hang of it, they began to move faster. Dan started moaning, enjoying every moment of it. Jenn was going crazy, as she grabbed his hands off her waist and placed them on her chest. As he started massaging her nipples, she kept speeding up. he knew she was just about ready to be done, so he started whispering in her ear. "You like that baby?" He whispered breathlessly."Oh hell yeah!" Jenn said,. I snuck around the other side of the dividing wall between those intimate things and handbags and accessories, careful to make sure she didn’t see me. Then, like some junior high school peepers, I slipped in behind her and snuggled up to her. I think she figured out what I had been thinking; she could feel my jeans-covered boner riding up the crack of her jeans-covered (tight jeans-covered) ass, and without the slightest hint of modesty, she grabbed it… I nearly creamed my jeans!“Mmmmm,” she. It was almost like she could read my mind, that I wanted to savor the sight of her open mouth covered in cream.I stuck the spoon into the ice cream and stroked my fingers from her cheek to the back of her head. Using her hair I yanked her head back, I leaned over and pulled her mouth to mine, taking it again. The ice cream mixed with her saliva and mine was heavenly. She moaned in little bursts as she was able to get breath to do so.I stood up, leaving her mouth reluctantly. Slowly, releasing.