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Their rented house was four rooms and a bath. One bedroom was off the entry and was used for storage. No bed there. To the left was the living room, the kitchen beyond. Their bedroom was off the kitchen and one had to pass through their room to reach the bathroom. I'm not sure if their bedroom had a door, chat webcam sexo if they just never closed it.
Naturally there had been a lot of times when I needed to use the bathroom during the night. Several times I was treated to the sight of Chris's exposed tits and/or ass. Jerry slept next to the wall and was always sex webcam chat That just about describes the differences between their personalities, too. I never understood how they had managed to get together.
One night, after I'd been there for about a month, I lay in the dark and listened to Chris coming for the second time that night. They seemed to be finished -- or at least resting. My dick was standing at attention. I always tried to imagine how it looked when they fucked. It always got me hot and always got me off. After a few minutes of quiet, broken occasionally by whispers in their room, Chris's voice called, "Dave? You still awake?" I was torn between answering or pretending I slept so soundly that hadn't heard them fucking.
"Yeah," I answered.
"Do you want to come and play with us?" Did I want to? Shit, yes I wanted to!
"Sure," I answered, and rose from the couch. I had already ditched my underwear, so I entered chat room webcam candle-lit bedroom naked. The blankets were in a heap on the floor at the foot of the bed. Chris lay on her back with Jerry between her legs. His head was resting on her sweaty belly. The aroma of sex was thick in the room. Chris's eyes lit up and she grinned when she looked at my hard cock bouncing out, eager for her attention. She didn't smack her lips, but she licked them.
I walked to the edge of the bed and Chris wrapped her fingers around me. She pulled me sex webcam chat her mouth and plunged my entire length inside. |
