The owners

The two faces stared back at them, making the whole room go silent. Smiles crept over their slightly wrinkled faces as they walked in.

"You guys were in here for a while, so we came to check on you. Just incase you got hurt and needed help. But I now see you two are... just fine." Jennifer said quietly, still walking closer to us. I was just on the verge of coming when they walked in, but now, Stacy holds my cock in a tight grip, allowing no release. The older woman continued, sizing us up. She takes her left hand and brings it down, slapping Stacy hard on the ass. The hand lingers there, giving the bun a grab. Stacy yelps at the sudden spank. "To put I bluntly, me and my husband's sex life is... bland." she trails off, focused on feeling the young girls skin in her hand.

When she jumps out of her stupor, she stammers out a few words that I could not understand. But the meaning seemed pretty obvious when she pulled the front of her yoga-pants down revealing...