It was over far too quickly as the other woman took the thong in her teeth and slowly lowered her body to the floor. Ultimate willpower was exhibited by the men just to keep from cumming in their boxers as they watched the spectacle. The wife snapped back to reality with a sleepy smile and stepped out of her thong with a cheerful sigh. Crossing one leg behind the other she posed in front of the men wearing nothing but her high heels while gangbang the other woman got up and joined her. They held each others waists with one arm and threw their other arms up in the air like they had just performed a magic trick. As far as the men were concerned, they had. The next hand went the way of the two pairs of bouncing breasts. The men happily got up and stood in the center of the room, staring at their mostly naked women for a moment before stripping. Their boxer shorts didn’t amateur hide the size of their members, and sliding them down to their ankles was just a matter of course. The heads of their dicks bobbed as they escaped their confinement and swelled to a thick, shiny purple as the women watched smugly. The men ran their hands up and down their well-muscled torsos, flexing and strutting. The other man cupped his balls and the husband sent some hip thrusts in the women’s direction with wink at each of them. The men returned to their seats, naked and hoping to beat the women in the next round. Another round of vodka and another hand of cards had them all touching themselves to try to distract and entice their opponents. The men sat with their legs spread, holding the bases of their cocks while they acted like they were teen looking at their cards. The other woman similarly sat pinching her nipples with one hand as she pretended to look at her cards, breathing heavily and letting out soft gasps with each pinch. The wife laid her hand face up on the table and thrust her tits out over them, petting her chest and cupping her breasts as she pretended to Hardcore inspect her nipples. The husband looked back and forth between them, then stood, struck a relaxed pose, and lightly caressed his balls a few inches above the table while he focused on playing the cards in his other hand. The other man stared at the wife’s breasts, breaking only to watch the other woman whenever she moaned or gasped. Since the husband was the only one paying any attention to the card game, the men won. The women slammed their last two cards onto the table, grinned wryly at their defeat, and strutted to the center of the blowjob room. The wife, wearing nothing but her black and white stiletto ankle shoes, stuck her hands in her hair, her arms above her head, and daintily walked a circle around her teammate several times. The other woman stood sideways on tiptoe with her feet spread and bent over at the waist, keeping her shoulders back. She ran her hands over her tits and torso, around her ass to the top of her fishnet stockings. Her hands stopped briefly at her pussy to pull her asscheeks apart as the wife stood behind her, thrusting her hips and moaning for the benefit of their audience. Then the other woman slid her hands down one leg, stripping her stocking down to her ankles as she went, and repeated the process down her other leg. When she was finished she stood up, bringing first one foot then the other up to her ass and removing the stocking, tossing it aside. Wearing nothing but string bikini panties she blew the men a kiss and winked. Then the wife kicked off her shoes, playfully smacked the other woman on the ass, and sat back down. The men had gotten used to watching without masturbating and now looked over their opponents smugly as they sipped their vodka and played the next hand with raging hardons. The cards were in the mens favor and halfway through the round they stood, letting their cocks hang out over the table to distract their opponents for the last few tricks. I needed to take a gangbang nice relaxing break. She pulled my pants down to just under my ass. As Lace felt the two amateur steel rods within her pulse and throb the first molten eruption exploded in her ass, Maria’s growl, strong and dominant rumbling out of her throat as she pumped a thick virile load into Lace’s little pink star, each liquid pulse shooting thick hot strands into a growing lake of cum deep within her ravished body. “Eric, it’s late enough. Amber stopped talking, she stopped moving as she stared at me, I could see her mind working, her eyes began to crinkle with mirth teen “Well, I don't know. Terry’s father came out from the garage he was mumbling under his breath; Terry stood up he told his mom he was going to his room to work on homework. I loved having my neck kissed. She grabbed my ass with both hands and she was fucking me harder than I was fucking her. I peek around the door Hardcore frame, half expecting a jump-scare moment of seeing a Hunter waiting on blowjob the other side. Bless her heart, she stuck the landing. Hairless just like Harper’s. “Wonderful,” she breathed.