He couldn't wait to get home. In the car, Grace sat beside him, walking her fingers on his lap while Jane sat in the back seat, giggling.Upon arrival,... Grace walked with a sexy stride into the house. She asked Mat to wait in the living room while she 'unrapped his present'.Jane sat across him and saw that he was getting impatient, thumbing his fingers as time ticked by.A short while later, Grace shouted in a sexy voice, "COME AND GET YOUR PRESENT!"Like a sprinter, Mat ran up the stairs, two. He pulled me back, trying to comfort me as though it seemed. His arms cradled me, and my legs were spread once more. Once again my pussy was stretched by Mr Hutchingson’s penis. He began to rock his hips back and forth, fucking me tenderly. I lay back, watching as his cock pounded me. The faint squelches of his dick pushing my juices out could be heard. The table creaked more as we rocked on it. Again, the hands returned to my body, paying attention to my breasts and legs. My socks began to. "With twenty dollars you can meet the girls for lunch tomorrow" I teased.My wife paused her workout and looked over at me as I reclined on our bed. To my complete surprise, she agreed. "Show me the money and I'll strip off" she boldly stated. Hands on her hips, she pushed her breasts forward and flashed me a seductive smile.Not wanting to waste an opportunity like this, I darted downstairs and grabbed my wallet. I pulled a twenty dollar bill out as I rushed back up the stairs.I was pleasantly. She smiled back, knowingly, almost as if she saw his sophomoric ogling as something to appreciate. His stomach turned a bit, and his thighs began to tingle. Could this be the very moment he’d been imagining--praying for--all this time? He looked down momentarily, then back up at her. In his mind, if she was still looking at him, it was an implied invite. But, to his dismay, in that second of diverted eyes she’d turned and headed toward the door. So, I’ll follow her , he decided. He’d done it.