I put a dildo into Emma’s hand and she placed the tip of it on Lisa pussy rubbing firmly, Lisa’s cunt parted allowing Emma to push the toy deep in...side my wife. Emma began to rhythmically pump the dildo deep in and out of Lisa, her moans showed she was clearly enjoying what was happening, and I carefully undid the ropes securing Lisa’s legs to the bed she drew her knees up forcing her pussy higher up towards Emma. I smeared the cold lube onto my rock hard cock and knelt between Lisa’s legs. "One this is two. Halt." They eased to a stop. She checked her shotgun, and opened the door. Tommy, Cindy's son, was right behind her. "You stay here." She wished she could hope Top was wrong, but the sick feeling in her heart told her he was right."But my mom! Something could have happened." If it did, she would want you to stay here." She shut the door in his face, cutting off any protest.Sandy met her halfway. Behind her, the van wobbled as someone moved around inside. "Your boss was right,". There was little mystery now, and her eyes widened. She wasn't the same manipulative controlling bitch right now. And it became apparent she wanted me to play out the scenario. I was about to oblige. I was about to fuck the woman who had stolen my wife. And strangely, I was about to do so feeling no revenge or malice, or love. I was about to do it in pure a****l heat. I said so for the camera to record. She gulped. I'm not sure she knew how to handle this situation she had created, but I was. And light shone out a small window I manoeuvre to peer inside. I began to watch you flitting about the kitchen enticingly prancing around. Wearing just an apron, barely covering her large bare breasts. I tried to decided if you where was deliciously innocent or looking to be taken and openly inviting me to your cosy warm house, either way as you bent down to rummage in a cupboard and your cheeks and lips parted ever so slightly I felt my groin stir imaging my cock sliding into that silken.