Jenna went out into the backyard to play with the dog and listen to her music before dinner. I went about my business in the kitchen, getting things r...eady to start cooking. The house was quiet again and I heard Greg's bedroom door open and then the bathroom door close. Soon after that, I heard the shower start upstairs. It all hit me in a flash. Greg had been upstairs in his room jacking off! Now he was in the shower. I had a chance to go check under his bed! I looked out the kitchen window and. She started vibrating against my hand, and I knelt down and kissed her thighs. I moved my kisses closer and closer to her pussy, and finally I pressed my lips against her clit. I kissed it gently, then flicked it with my tongue. She gasped and moaned, so I licked her harder and harder, all the while thrusting 2 fingers into her dripping cunt. I could tell that she was getting close to an orgasm, and when she came, she came hard. Her pussy clenched rhythmically around my fingers, and her juices. I was not shocked when Victoria jumped in the shower with Barb.As they showered together, I got my camera ready and moved the sofa to use the natural lighting from the living room windows to take a few test shots.When they emerged from the shower, Barb opened up her computer to show me a rewrite of my Fetlife profile that she had done that included information about herself that sounded fine, so we quickly revised my profile into one showing us as a couple.After changing the profile name to. I wake up; Jurgen is on top of me. I moisten my bone-dry pussy with spit. He fucks me quickly, rushes under the shower, then hurries off to work.”Helen laughed, somewhat bitterly, “I started to think of our sex as ‘Jurgen’s hands-off, little morning fuck.” Usually, when he commits this sin, he returns at night with flowers or little, expensive gifts. At first, I thought it sweet. Now I am just sad, uneasy. For him, fucking me is something dirty; it requires a gift as an apology. It’s not his.