I wish now I had had the courage to tell her when she wasn’t home I would try on her clothes and shoes but I was so afraid of judgment and carried... such guilt. By now I had learned to keep my ass clean as I never knew when she or I was going to play. She was also the last girl that I liked on top when we were fucking. Once I met my wife things got much kinkier. I remember very early on she had come home from work and she had been wearing a pair of purple tights the whole day. I was naked. .. Do you know how perverted that is bitch?... Huh?... Do you?... Sucking my dick while your son fucks you from behind?.. Look at you... You're fucking your own son... The same c***d you gave birth to..." That's right mom... I'm fucking you... Your son is fucking you... I'm fucking you like a dog... I'm fucking you doggie style while you suck my friend's dick... Keep sucking his cock you shameless whore... Suck my friend's cock... Suck it dry... Suck it dry you dirty bitch... My God... You. Eventually, the two girls got up together and walked off to the toilets. Abbey’s date for the night came up to the bar next to Tim’s standing group and ordered two more drinks. Tim guessed they were all students and not into buying rounds for the whole table. The lighter-coloured drink for Abbey was a treble vodka and tonic, Tim overheard, while the youth ordered a plain coke with ice for himself. Tim watched him closely all the way back to the table, where one of the two other guys sitting. I need no further encouragement. The tip of my cock rubs her pussy lips and she takes a deep breath before whispering, “Yes…” I push my head into her. She’s dripping wet and it slides in easily. She pushes against me to get more of it in. Gripping her hips I thrust the last few inches in and bury my cock as deeply in her as I can. She arches her back at the full length filling her and grunts. Again! I pull out and then in one swift motion drive it home again. A rhythm quickly forms and soon.