''Mum, Angela was there,' I said hesitantly.'Was she? Edward is away. Did she say anything to you?'I remembered Angela standing at the back, staring a...t me as Isang those lyrics to her and the way she turned around and left.'No, she didn't,' I said guiltily.'Last time she was here, Liz,' Mum spoke quietly, 'she askedabout you again.''Before or after the row about the wedding,' I asked.'Before, love, she seemed a little sad.''Why should she?' I said bitterly. 'Angela's got what she wantedand. Now, I could see her shaved pussy lips pushing back against that singlelayer of nylon. Her cunt was visibly swollen and hanging open againstthe wet fabric. It was still flowing with juices and I could clearlymake out gobs of cum being pressed against the fabric as it oozed frombetween her lips.I felt lightheaded as I realized I was staring at the semen fromanother man leaking from my wife's cunt. Holy fuck! How had it come tothis?!? This was not one of our role-playing games wherein we. I understand that your experience with Gregory was exceptional for you because you had a connection with him. Personally I think it was an elevated degree of lust but I might be wrong. Something about the connection or lust you had with him scared me a little,” confessed George.“Yes, I have to admit that having someone watching while you blew me was a turn on although I think that watching your hand stroking him while feeling your warm mouth engulf my cock was what ultimately caused me to. Monica was now reclined back on her bench and had turned to watch her brother getting blown. One foot on the floor the other on the bench her thighs were parted, and her fingers were deep inside her pussy.I turned to my beautiful Savvy just in time to see her toss her vest to join her already discarded skirt and stand before me in just stockings, thong and heels. We embraced hard and her lips parted to accept my tongue as she slipped her hands inside my sheer tee.A wave of pain that crested.