I thought Kyla would have talked Derek into screwing her, but maybe she couldn’t divert him from his purpose. Marti was spooning Derek from behind, very likely only to cover her nakedness in case Kyla did the very thing she did. I fired it up and they settled down, Kyla having relinquished control. Too soon! Marti would lie there patiently, staying naked to be faithful to Kyla’s plans, but just barely. She nodded. She nodded. I fingered her cooch and she seemed to like that. After a few minutes of cuddling Marti popped up, bent down to grab the blanket and dashed for the bathroom. Marti stayed under the blanket until she was all the way into my bedroom. Derek had a hardon and Marti tried covering her lovely bits as best she could and Kyla lay spread eagle, fingering her hot pocket.
