She leaned against the cupboard and tugged off her boots, leaving them where they fell. I caught my first glimpse of her cleavage. Perhaps she hadn’...t changed her mind after all. She finished removing her blouse, revealing a lacy white bra. Her eyes held mine, as if daring me to fixate on her breasts. Her hands went behind her back to unclip her skirt. She stepped forward out of the puddle it made on the floor. In matching, pretty underwear she looked at me expectantly. My fingers fumbled. . you... both to watch... or... you... could... alll... fuck... me... together," I sighed, and I realized that I was becoming a bit of a size queen."I'm getting close. Tell me how much you want it!" he commanded me.I happily agreed and reached down to his thrusting cock and wrapped my fingers around his shaft. I squeezed and told him."That thing... is.sooooo... fucking big! It feels... amazing... in my tight... light... hole. I want... your cum... I want it in me!! God, getting... fucked.... As you sit there with your legs wrapped around me and my cock rhythmically fucking your pussy, you lock your lips down on mine and kiss me wildly. ‘Harder, baby,’ you whisper into my ear. I begin to pick up pace and can hear the sound of my cock fucking your cum-drenched pussy as you start to whimper. Knowing that you’re getting close starts to tighten my balls as that sensation beings to build. I start slowing down so neither of us gets pushed over the edge. ‘No baby! Harder! Faster!’ But I. I said hello and got a cheery reception from the two of them, and went to my room and got rid of my suitand stepped into a fresh set of sweats. I returned to the living room with a glass of water and joined themon the sofa to watch a little tube with them before going to bed.During a commercial break, Diane grabbed the remote and muted the sound, and thanked me profuselyfor allowing her to stay. I told her I was glad to be of help, and asked them if they got any work done. According to them.