My fucking own fault for starting it in the beginning. How can something so hot and naughty become disgusting? Maybe it’s because of her. Twenty yea...rs ago we were best friends, today she is just Vince’s cumdump in my mind.“Vince, let’s get going.” I yell into the house. “Becks take care of the kids.”Five minutes later my useless husband finally emerges from the house and off we are. Vince looks exhausted. Not even small talk on the drive to the party. Why does the novelty of having Becks for. We then talked a bit more, our conversation getting hotter each second."I'm leaving to come to your house now." He said."Okay" I said.We both then went offline.He left his house and drove here to mine.I was nervous as I waited for him to show up for this would be the first time that I had ever done this.Then about 10 minutes later as I was sitting in my chair, he pulled up into the driveway.I got up out of my chair and walked to the front door. I looked out and saw him sitting in the driveway. Wanda's tongue slid up her pussy-slot, lapping the pony cum out, then she tongued deeper, slurping cuntjuice up with relish."Ooooh! Fuck me with your tongue, Sis! Suck my hot cunt until I fucking cream!"Wanda needed no coaxing. The cunt-hungry twin was already lapping with gusto on her sister's cunt, licking up the unfolded lips and slipping into her slippery pussy and flicking against her trembling clit. Her hands cupped under Molly's ass, lifting her higher as she buried her face in Molly's. Ken collapsed on top of her, his shaft still buried deeply inside her bottom.After a few seconds Ken started to pull himself off of Alison, but she stopped him. "No, please Ken. I want to feel you inside me and feel your weight on top. Just lie there far a few minutes, please." Ken relaxed and let his weight crush her once more. His hands began to roam, touching all her sensitive spots. Finally, as his cock softened, he rolled off of the young woman. He leaned forward and loosened the bonds.