I, too, had thrown off the shackles of decrepit old moral codes to fully enjoy myself, but whereas Arthur now faced a lot of guilt and fear for his on...e-time discretion, I was quite thrilled about it. My wife, Melissa, was in the throes of ecstasy, her body moving in tune with the ancient rhythm of carnal delights. This was Mother Nature at work, doing what she did best, trampling the many follies of her wayward mortal children under her mighty feet.What was I doing, while my good lady wife gave. Peter could hold back no longer as he pulled back the covers completely and mounted mary jane putting his dick over his sleeping wifes face. Mary Jane awoke with a shock then smiled and said "Good morning tiger i can see someone is up". Mary jane liked the tip of peters dick and moaned. "i was having the best dream of u fucking me". mary jane said. Mary jane began to suck peters cock she wrapped a hand around his tool while her tongue ran deep circles around peters head. Mary jane began forcing. Then Molly reached round her back to unclip her bra and I pressed my body against her, savouring the wonderful sensation of skin on naked skin. She was trembling slightly as my fingers started probing the warm recess of her slit but, when she felt my finger inside her young vagina, she sort of melted and I knew she was mine. I lay on my back and invited Molly to straddle my face. I opened the cheeks of her bum with my hands and ran my tongue the whole length of her crack, making sure to linger. But she was in Kevin’s control. She had never been so frightened, had never been so intrigued. And never so turned on. She was embarrassed at how utterly wet she was. He bent her over, gently lowered her torso to the top of her desk. The faux wood was cold. Her breasts scrunched under her and the cold desktop was painful on her hard nipples. Her hips draped over the desk, her toes barely touched the floor. But Kevin had her where he wanted her. She wanted Kevin too—inside her. .