"Greg returned after a few days. My sex life is great. I have 2 mother fuckers and tit suckers to satisfy my sexual needs. Greg has got hooked to my p...orn video. He has made it a habit to watch it before making love to me. "I find son-fucking sluts so damn sexy...and I'm glad that my wife is one hell of a hot son-fucking woman." We leave the door open so that Andy can watch his dad fuck his mom.The same way, now whenever Andy fucks me, we make sure to keep the door open so that Greg can watch.. He munched greedily on her pussy.Nancy slid farther down in the chair, her ass hanging off the edge, her supple body glimmering as she lay back, chin tucked in, eyes and mouth open in explicit rapture. She watched Mr. Milton suck on her sweet snatch. His long, wet tongue slavered on the muffin softness, the brown fuzzy cunny, sloshing, licking like a dog going at a bowl of red meat.Nancy shimmered with goose bumps.He clutched her cheesecake ass, cupping the slick cheeks with curved palms, long. " With that the Maitre d' left with the latest acquisition of the Dream Slave Galleria.His wife was too stunned to speak. Grade A prime! Was her daughter's pussy destined for someone's dinner plate!? What was her husband thinking?Michelle handed the short sales contract to Mr. Johansson. He quickly checked yes on the reserve clause and handed the contract to his wife. "Read this."She read the contract... stared at her husband's signature... then handed it back. "Has all this pussy made you go. But maybe he can't deal with the fact that he enjoyed it.She finished the wine, and put her phone down, and went to bed.The next night they had Caesar salad with some spicy chicken strips on it. There was more television, more wine.But when they got to bed, and Stephen slipped his fingers into her panties, she allowed it. His fingers found her pussy, found a little moisture, and made the moisture blossom. In the dark, she wordlessly rolled over and opened her legs.Her husband kissed his way.