I can’t begin to understand why you got through what all the others didn’t even scratch.”“Maybe it’s because I wasn’t trying to get throug...h anything. Just sort of happy to have you show up on the first day, and every day since.” He did it again. Said something perfect, then kissed me.“I’m glad. The way it should be. No angst. No fakery. No production. Two people who fit.” I licked my lips and kissed him. He cradled my face in his hands. During the next kiss I pushed under him, spreading my. The young Parisian whispered in my ear and asked if I wanted to put it in her ass, I flipped her over into doggystyle and we could now see my wife and her boyfriend in full view. I pushed my throbbing cock into her tight little ass and she moaned as I did so.My wife was now bouncing on top of the Parisian man, taking his whole cock into her pussy. He was thrusting hard and fast into her, whispering sweet nothings into her ear, making her giggle and moan.I thrust deep into her tight French ass. Could it be a glimmer of respect? I went back home while Bella went back to work.The rest of the day was boring. Later during the evening, Mom, Liza, and Bella come home. Everyone went to bed. It seems like Mom is already asleep. I slowly sneaked inside her room.Fuck yeah! She’s completely naked, and she seems to have had a few glasses of wine, judging by the bottle and glass on her nightstand. Her huge breasts and nipples were pointing towards the ceiling. She has nice trimmed pussy.She. Mom laughed and said:Mom: You are so much like your father, you know that?Me: Is that so? But back to my question! How was it? I bet I’m the first one ever peeing on you!Mom laughed a bit and said:Mom: Yes indeed, you did when you were a kid and now again.Me: Was it gross?Mom: No, baby, I don’t find your pee gross at all. How can you say that?Me: Because you just said it was something nasty.Mom: Well, if I imagine someone else pissing, it is gross. But yours is alright, I guess, it was rather a.