I think so too. So you’re not going to tell mom?” I question. “Of course I’m not going to tell your mother! She’d have us all burned at the ...stake!” he says, clearly calmed down now, and back to his normal funny self. I’m so excited to hear this that I jump on him and hug him, forgetting that his cock is still at large. As I straddle him I can feel it through my shorts. Suddenly, I’m so turned on I can’t think about anything else. Not Cassie crying in the other room, not my mom, and certainly. I had no luck the next day, beyond seeing Cookie in her nightgown when she went to bed. I was out most of the day the following day, hanging with friends. I’d barely settled into the dorm before checking what the cam had recorded that day.Cookie walked in from her shower, and while her stripping off the towel was enjoyable, it was becoming routine. What happened next was anything but.“What have we here?” I muttered when she started tossing sexy lingerie on the bed. That explained the shopping. There was a tanginess, and she had a musky smell. I could taste a bit of pee, but mostly all I could taste was a woman who’d been really turned on for several hours. And since it seemed like I was the one who’d gotten her all hot and bothered, I was happy to taste the effect I’d had on her.After I had licked up all the pussy juice I could find, and had teased her hole with my mouth, I moved higher, and found her clit. She came, almost as soon as I touched it with the tip of my tongue. She. I slowly got down the stairs and soon came to the doorway at the top of the basement stairs. I listened for noise but heard nothing. Then I slowly started to creep down the stairs.When I was at the bottom, I heard them. It was some kind of erratic breathing and my sweet Anita giggling. I slowly peeked around the corner and there; on a mattress, was my sweet wife under Bob’s body…There were no lights on but lighting from the street outside allowed me to see what was happening.Ana was on her back.