Michael reached out an arm and ran his fingers down Beth’s tiny piggy bank slit and pushed two fingers deep into her pussy.“OMG, Beth, I’ve neve...r felt a pussy so tight.”“That’s because I do pelvic muscle exercises every day. I can crack a walnut between the cheeks of my ass,” she said, in-between each mouth full of cock.“Oh, boy,” cried Michael, “can’t wait to test that out!”Beth didn’t waste any time as she rolled over on all fours, shuffled into position under the table and backed her ass. As I crawled out the window, Karen giggled and said, "Captain, I loved your bunny ears."That afternoon, Karen went to the airport and picked up her husband, Bill, from the airport. My wife, Ann, returned from her family reunion the next day. I thought life would return to normal, but things have taken an unusual twist. When I returned from work from Monday, Ann told me how Karen had been wearing her bikini in her back yard again. Ann asked me if she'd worn it that weekend. Ann told me how. I looked at you. "Well?"Shyly you moved, slowly pulling down your tight gym shorts, your face bright red. I noticed that you weren't wearing any panties. I tsked to keep up the image that I was disappointed in you. You sat on the chair, and looped your legs over the arms, giving me an amazing view of your shaved little cunt. I knew this was wrong, that I could lose my job for this, but my dick had taken over and was tugging at my zipper. You moved your little hand down between your legs,. " Alexander caressed her hair while he drove the big Packard with his left hand. "And I'm so happy that you were OK, even if they are so much older than we are."Alyssia had persuaded him to take the long drive around the lake. She felt they needed to talk, and she always found it easier to be honest in the darkness of a driving car."Well, first of all they both look incredibly good for their age, and it only felt natural after that long and very exciting talk we had while you were gone.".