Phew! Doesn't look like it. The show continues...

Luckily, neither of the people in the other room seemed to have heard her cry out.

Stephanie lunged forward, dropping her open mouth onto Simon’s pole. Her lips and tongue left his skin shiny and glistening as she bobbed up and down. Suddenly bereft of her tits to suck on, Simon rand his hand admiringly along the perky ass his girlfriend was waving in his face, then pulled aside her borrowed thong and eased his pinky into her cunt.

I reveled in the sexy sensation of Elizabeth’s hips wiggling uncontrollably on my fingers as my right hand rocked gently back and forth, buried inside of her. Glancing down, I hardened even more at the sight of the huge, soft breasts heaving with her every excited breath. My free hand shot up beneath the tiny shirt covering Elizabeth’s boobs and squeezed.

They felt AMAZING. Even bigger than I’d remembered. My wanton groping repositioned the absurdly tight shirt until it could no longer contain her endowments, and the fabric snapped up above them like an elastic band.

Elizabeth’s breasts bounced freely into the open air. I squeezed her wine-dark nipples between my fingers and smirked at the girl’s increasingly waning attempts to keep quiet.

In the other room, Stephanie swung her supple leg up and over Simon’s head to get into a 69 position. His naked cock throbbed harder with every heartbeat as he leaned into Stephanie’s twat and started licking. Grateful for the attention, she dropped her movie-star lips back down where they belonged.

Elizabeth’s eyes went wide in the darkness. In a single, sudden movement, she stabbed her tiny hand down inside my briefs and cinched her fingers around me.

“Fuck!” I whispered, though it came out much louder than I’d intended.