." Mm-hmm," Lori acknowledged."Well, on Saturday, I got home a little early from the gym. Mark hadslept in. When I got home, I headed to the master ...closet. I was goingto take a shower. When I walked in, Mark was there." Jennifer paused."Yes?..." Lori said, prompting her."He was standing there naked - his back to me as I walked in. Iobviously surprised him." Hmm?" Lori hummed."He had... a pair of my panties in his hand. From the dirty clothesbasket there in the closet. He was holding. It was pain and ecstasy mingled as he opened me. His prick was as hard as a wooden stake. I was trulyimpaled on him; several inches of it were inside me andseveral more were still outside.“More,” I whispered.“Am I hurting you?”“The pleasure you are giving me is so sweet it hurts. Goon — the pain of entering will subside, and the pleasureof having you inside me will increase.”“But why do you cry out so?”“Those are cries of happiness.. .. Please, man, let me go ... I won't ... I can't ...". I nearly broke down crying. My legs dropped from under me. I sank to the ground whimpering at the assault of this intruder. And that was probably the worst thing I could have done. My face ended up right in front of his crotch. With a quick pull on the zipper, he opened the pants up all the way from the front to the back. Releasing the rock-hard throbbing monster from his pants. Rubbing the oozing pre-cum from his piss-slit over my. Linda leaned on me, her round and firm titties pressing on my chest. My cock was still hard in her cunt. I couldn’t believe how arousing that was. I wanted to beg my wife to stay. See if she would eat out Linda’s cum-filled pussy.“Well, well, well, Daddy,” Nancy, my oldest daughter said. The seventeen-year-old girl, twin sister to my son, peeked in. Her brown hair spilled over her face, her blue eyes looking naughty. “You and Linda, huh?”“Uh,” I swallowed.“Hot,” Nancy said and stepped into the.