I really hated cheating because of painful experiences in the past. My first wife had an affair with a married fellow worker less than one year after ...the wedding and our divorce was terrible mess.To my great luck I had met Helene, a single mom who had been dumped by her husband of three years. She and her son had moved into my house four years ago and I had been very happy together with her. We had been talking about a wedding, children and adopting her son Oscar.Depending on the circumstances. My clittly jumped and strained against its nylon prison. I could tell my pantyhosed where soaked from hours of my own precum oozing from my docile clit. Daniel attempted to get his cock hard enough to push past my tight hole but I think the alcohol had something to do with that. I was in heat and backed my ass up to him in an attempt to have him keep trying. I wanted so badly to be fucked like a dirty whore right there in Michael’s bedroom. I knew he was watching this all take place and I. I was naked, and she was still wearing the thong. She understood that I wanted to see her naked, so she also took her thong off. We were both naked. I realy wanted to see her pussy up close, so I bent over to her and saw her wet, smelly pussy. She shaved. I licked it and she moaned. It felt good for me also, because it was the first time I heard a women moan. I started licking it wildly and she grabbed my hair and pulled hard against her pussy. I saw her clit. And rubbed it. She moaned so. ” Aaaahhh, ohmygod. He ignited an inferno inside that I didn’t even know was attainable. “Get on with it, Logan,” his father said. “Stop playing around.” I was placid putty in his hands and he knew it. I loved that he gave me a little private speech, a delectable, yet sadly true message, just between us. It did the opposite of what he might have intended and chased every speck of my shame away. I was hotter than ever and dripping like a leaky faucet. He left a tugging bite on my earlobe,.