‘You’re a naughty girl,’ she said loud enough for only Sian to hear. She tightened her legs and pushed herself against Sian. ‘I think you’re... the one who made me have to hold your ass, Bridge. You can’t blame me for enjoying it,’ Sian said with a grin. They kissed again. The music was forgotten and the kiss went on for a while. The entire time, Sian kept on fondling Bridget’s bottom. When the kiss ended, Bridget was feeling the excitement in her growing. ‘Darling, you are getting me very hot.. But the joy was short-lived when I peered out and immediately saw the car parked in our drive wasn’t Jill’s – it was Callan’s car.What the fuck? What was Callan’s car doing rolling into my driveway at half-past midnight on a Saturday morning? Despite how we’d first gotten to know each other, he was a friend and I knew he was still going through rough times trying to rebuild his marriage to Charlotte. But twelve-thirty on Saturday morning? Even in the best of friendships, there are limits.. Surreal doesn’t even begin to describe it. Leslie’s lips are tasting mine, her tongue has invaded my mouth and her hands are roaming: one has reached behind me to cup my ass and the other is fondling my breast. I’m too surprised to react, but suddenly I remember that Rick is standing right there and this must really be turning him on: his naked lover, freshly fucked, with his cum still dripping from her pussy, making out with his ex-wife in front of him. That thought gives me a rush, and I. He let out another soft moan, and I tried not to be jealous that it wasn't me bringing him delight. I gave one more little shove on the back of the head and she got the idea. Now she was moving her mouth up and down, imitating what I had been doing. I put my hand on Ryan's balls, just to see if they were tightening up. It didn't feel like he was too close to cumming, so I let Jenny play for awhile longer.I stood up and gave Ryan a long, sloppy kiss, just to remind him again who his girl was. I.