Again, the whole world seemed to stop moving. And then Cindy moved her hands to his cock and as she held it place, slowly, every so slowly, pushed aga...inst it. Jim thought to himself that: This is a front row seat to the greatest show on earth. He stroked her back, but otherwise did not move. He did not force the issue. He let her control the action. And she did by forcing the tip in and in until — it suddenly passed the tight outer muscle and was inside her. It was a shock to both of them,. Due to her race, the whole thing made me feel uncomfortable. Now, like with Beth, she just does it when she wants to tease me.Things continued for a while as they had. For the last couple of days, Mom and Dad were screwing like bunnies. Since Beth introduced Dad to her "protein shake" (the secret ingredient being her expressed restorative breast milk), he had been wearing out Mom. Dave and Monica had fallen in love. While they had fucked themselves unconscious the last two nights, Monica was. I wasn't trying to start anything, but it was a natural reaction to the pressure against my hard-on. As I made slow but deliberate circular passes my figure tips came in contact with the leg opening of her panties and it was at that instant that I should have stopped and thought the situation out.You see one of the little signals that Wendy gives me when she is thinking about sex is that she wears silky nylon panties instead of her usual cotton style. I have always liked to touch her through. The nursery monitor was on the table beside her, so she would be alerted if the baby woke. The hot sun poured over her body. I could see beads of sweat glistening on her back. She reached down and pulled the skimpy bottom out of her butt and over her cheeks. I stroked my dick; long, slow strokes, not hard enough to cum, prolonging my pleasure. I couldn’t believe how sexy my mom’s body was. I could see most of one of her small breasts from the side, smashed against the lounger, but the nipple.