Is it?"I very somberly said, "It's whatever you wish it to be Mia..." she nodded, "Ok it's a date then... I feel better now."I said, "You weren't comf...ortable before?" She shook her head, "No I felt like a slut."I laughed softly, "you certainly didn't look like one Mia... you looked like a lovely woman who knew what she wanted."She smiled and said softly, "thank you Wes... you're nothing like the rumors say you are." I grinned, "Really? How so?" She shook her head, "You were described as wanting. She let me guide her as to how fast and deep I wanted it by how I held her ass.Oh, finally! Relief was in sight! I could feel that I was about to come. So was my mother-in-law. She began to move a bit more independently, then she ignored my ass cues all together. She suddenly erupted in loud moans and deep, slow strokes. This set me off too, and with I little grunt, I unloaded spurt after spurt of pent up semen into her pussy. Between her juice and mine, our sex became VERY wet and lubricated.. “I bet you’d love to jerk him off or give him a blow job or better yet, let my husband fuck you!” She boldly suggested.Tracy’s heart pounded, face turning warm and red with excitement. “You’d let me do that to your husband?” She asked about her choices.“Yes I would, but more importantly would you let my husband fuck you?”“You want your husband to fuck me?”“Yes, if you’ll let him,” she asked.“Wow, I’ve never had that offer in here before. I’ll have to think about it.”“Before we leave, I’ll at. She tried to struggle but the hold was too strong. She still couldn't make out who was the person dragging her down to the basement. She felt her legs weaken and as she was being almost dragged to the basement, she lost her shoes. Now her bare feet were touching the cold floor.Finally she felt herself being pushed in the basement. It was very dim inside and trying to recover from her arrival, she was trying to make out the faces of the other two people there. She suddenly saw a bright light.