My hand was inside Ashley’s blouse squeezing her tits through her bra. My crotch was pressed hard against her firm ass. My other hand was slowly str...oking her cunt hairs through her panties. Ashley had stopped squirming and had gone limp. The brownies seemed to have done their job just fine.Chad was all the way inside Mrs. Upshaw now and was slowly moving in and out. No hurry. Just in, out, in, out. Each time he made sure he shoved in as far as possible. Mrs. Upshaw’s legs would kick but there. She started moaning more while still using the vibrator on her clit. I moved on to the next breast and did the same thing. Her free hand moved down to my pants and started rubbing my cock through my jeans. It was passed time to get out of them. I climbed off the bed and started to undress. She was watching in anticipation with the vibrator still working away on her clit. I climbed back onto the bed fully naked. She wasted no time and put my cock straight into her mouth sucking it hungrily. It. "Oh, God," Gina moaned, as Sam tossed her bra aside and took a hard nipple into his mouth, "I've *never* been this horny."Sam paused long enough to say, "It looked like your Dad and Angie were feeling kind of hot and bothered, too." Yeah. Oh... yes... please, keep doing that. I've never seen them act like that. It must be catching." Mmm." Sam moved up to Gina's lips and kissed her fiercely. Her mouth opened, and their tongues arced together, flirting, struggling. "Well, I've caught it," he said. It was late morning and my wife had just joined us. She was barefoot, her hair still mussed and tangled from sleep. She was wearing one of my old flannel shirts, just a couple of the buttons buttoned and buttoned into the wrong buttonholes. She was naked underneath. Robert was wearing shorts. I was wearing a sarong.My wife had come out moving carefully, carrying a mug of coffee she'd filled too full. She set the mug down on the patio table, sat down across from us and leaned forward, bringing.