Leonardo seemed to be struggling as he fought the urge to move his hips but the armchair was just too small. He moaned helplessly as his cock twitched... in her hand. Just before he was about to cum she stopped just like he did with her.She got up from the floor and asked him to sit on the bed for her. She took his cock in her hand again, and it started to get hard and rather a good size for her to get on his lap. With his cock in front of her so wet pussy she slowly slid it in.Her pussy was so. "They don't look much older than our Daughters, who are definitely NOT old enough to get married," Aunt Sara told us."We'll soon be sixteen, Ma'am," Shannon said just barely loud enough to be heard."We'll soon be fifteen," Clare added but not any louder than Shannon."That is NOT old enough to get married!" my Mother snapped, as she has very good hearing."Just how old do you need to be to get married?" my Father asked, as he and Pat's Father appeared in the room."I seem to remember two young. Was she in pain? I wasn't sure if, or how, to respond. I felt like the third wheel, no involvement, watching my beloved wife and this black, handsome stranger with a larger cock, rut and mate with deep desire, and, it seemed, deep love. Was she lost to me? Would she ever again be satisfied with my loving, to which she had become accustomed, and perhaps bored? I was definitely hurting here.Then, Anthony entered his dirty talk faze. He looked into her eyes."Fuck me, you dirty whore! Raise that. The water was the right temperature, so I put my arm around her bare waist to steady her on the wet shower floor. I started washing her hair, but with the shower door open, the entire bathroom was getting wet. I told Ava that something had to change, because we couldn’t keep getting the floor so wet. She said, why don’t you just get in here with me? I started to object, but then, I reasoned that I could just leave my boxers on and get in with her, which I did.The boxers idea was fine, except.