Someone was watching

You hear a gasp from near the door and look over to see a voluptuous brunette, perhaps mid-thirties, with a hand under her blouse and a hand down her pantsuit. She has a wanton look in her eyes as her body shivers through an orgasm.

"Ms. Huston!" Vanessa exclaims, still panting from the exertion and orgasms. "She's the house mother," she says to you.

"Oh, Vanessa! I'm so sorry to interrupt you, but I heard some noise and had to investigate. When I saw you and your date going at it with such enthusiasm, I couldn't look away," she says, still fondling her boob and rubbing below the belt. She moans as her quivers through another aftershock.

"Oh, Ms. Huston, if it's okay with John, join us. I'm sure you'll like him," offers Vanessa.

In answer, you pull out of the girl and stroke your cock while gazing at the older woman. You nod. "The more, the merrier."

Ms. Huston whimpers in lust.

You and Vanessa stand and walk toward the woman. The girl is rather unstable from the fucking she's taken, but she has a swing to her hips that tells you that she's very turned on. She's staring intently at the house mother, and you'd guess she's got a serious bisexual streak in her, whether she knows it or not.

By the time you get there, Ms. Huston has pulled her blouse off, popping a button in the process. Her big tits are corralled by a beautiful and obviously expensive red lace bra.

You close with her and grab a handful of her hair as you lean in to kiss her. She hungrily kisses you and quickly opens her mouth to your tongue. You squeeze one of her boobs while you make out. You break the kiss and Vanessa takes your place, putting both arms around the older woman's neck and kissing her as well. You watch Vanessa's tongue pass back and forth from mouth to mouth.

While they kiss, you turn Ms. Huston so that you can get to the clasp on the bra. You pop it open, and the girl breaks the kiss to remove it. You smile appreciatively at her magnificent rack. Big, round teardrop breasts with fat red nipples sticking out -- perfect motorboating boobs.

As Vanessa kneels at Ms. Huston's feet, you kiss her again, this time seriously mauling her breasts, rubbing your palms across her nipples. She moans into your mouth and her fingers run through your hair. The coed drops the house mother's pants to the floor and then takes her panties down as well.

Ms. Huston breaks the kiss and shouts, "Oh, my God, Vanessa!"

You look down to see her licking the older woman's pussy. You smile at the forwardness of the little thief.