."you mother fucker... you start without me?"... that moment i understant that he plans all that part of the game and that makes me hornyer than befor...e...with no other words his wife is under me and gets my hard cock in her mouth...i can't explain what are my feelings in this moment...after some nice blowjobs she stands up and coming to help me with her husbands cock...we cahnging roles as we getting from the head to the balls of his perfect cock...then she is taking me from the hand and she is. " Oh!" Yes."I said, "Is there anything we need to do during the rest of this week?" Both shook their heads. "That's good. It will be nice to take it easy for a few days. Karen, we do have a formal dinner on Thursday evening for the math department to welcome new arrivals for the coming semester. I am invited and spouses or partners are welcome and somewhat expected. You can wear something slinky." I grinned. My beautiful wife grinned back. She had found that she enjoyed showing off for me. She. I’m not quite sure how Lisa would have taken it, but there is a chance that she might have joined us, too,” I blurted.“Hell, yeah, I would have,” Lisa said, pulling back the shower curtain, “Are you kidding me? Face it, honey. I’m yours. I’ve been yours from the moment that you and I became friends, which was how long ago now? Just because I didn’t give it up right then, doesn’t mean that I wouldn’t have, if you had made the first move. I might have even been the aggressor with even the. I can’t wait for your fingers to pull aside my lips and find my clitty and rub on it, over and over, until I have to muffle the screams so no one hears. So Mom doesn’t hear. I rub myself there all the time and pretend it’s you. It’s Daddy I’m calling out every time I come. I sometimes think it will always be Daddy. Do you remember when I was sixteen and we went to the Grand Canyon and you got me a motel room next to yours? I could hear you through the thin wall, Daddy, fucking Mom. I was so.