As our physical relationship progressed, we began to form routines.We’d reach a point in the evening when I would casually say, “I’m going to gr...ab a quick shower and then head up.” Annie would say, “OK cool. I think I’m about ready myself.” That was all it took.I would take my shower and towel off my hair. I slipped on my bathrobe and went into my bedroom that was tucked away in the “L” of our downstairs. Once I was there, I would turn on some music or the TV and climb into bed.Within a few. .. with seeing Jack fuck you from behind." Start off?" I thought to myself. "Bloody hell!"Cynthia moved without question however, soon positioning herself just as her daughter had asked, standing off to one side at an angle from where she sat, with me standing behind only a couple of feet away. I could see it in my mind's eye as though sitting next to her watching us, what it would look like. I grinned, couldn't help it as I stepped behind her mother."Don't put it in just yet," Joy moaned. Ten minutes later, she had five good pictures for her report. "Thanks, Jeff," she said, smiling with delight. "I'm going to have the best report in the class." Yeah, well, you owe me one," he replied.She turned back to the computer screen. "So what's in the X folder?" she asked.Jeff had almost forgotten about it. It was probably just more pictures, and Brit already had enough. Looking through vacation photos wasn't his thing, so he was reluctant to even open it and have to start all over again. She would insist it was my entire fault, which it always was. Then she would ask me if I understood. I would nod my approval. And then she would slide her cock outwards and then fuck it back into me as hard as she could. Then she would tell me what a slut I was.I grunted once more. ~oOo~All I can say is that I drooled watching Jenny enter the pub. Her breasts appeared first and then the rest of her followed. They didn't shake at all but were perfectly contained by her bra and woollen top that.