Both sink into their arms, kiss and turn to sleep, switching off the light. I‘m a little ashamed because I observed this scene. But also, I feel a s...trong uproar in my brain and my belly. When I am lying in my bed the view of this harmonic couple doesn’t release me. I take off my nightdress (I never wear panties at night) and start to caress myself. My brain reiterates the play of the Lindstroems again and yet again. I feel my own soft skin slowly caressing my shoulders, arms tummy, breasts,. He was at least trying to to go slower, and the beautiful girl was helping him, raising her hips as he pulled down her panties. He stared at her naked body. I can’t blame him. Her golden skin was so gorgeous. Her sex was tiny, completely hairless, a contrast against her large breasts that flattened against her chest, staying round, nipples still hard as she looked at her young lover.“You have to get your partner ready for you,” I explained, the world’s most wicked sex education teacher. I. That was the same amount of stock we had agreed to give the Mexican government in lieu of taxes. I was suddenly a lot richer than I had been before meeting Mr. Phillips. Chapter 3Carl My wife Mary had worked hard to get through law school and we had drifted apart due to her dedication. We seemed to have little togetherness time now. I started going out with the boys after work to have a few beers. It was natural for me to flirt with the girls in. “Not to worry, Kori. When I put my fat pussy lips on his cock, twist it, suck it with my deep pussy muscles he will be begging me to marry him and we will have those two little girls to help grow up to be sexy young women like you.”“Marsha you lie on your belly and I want my Bobby Joe to fuck your pussy from behind like he did me and Kori the other night. Cheri, you lean down here, and you watch Bobby’s fat cock go into your Momma’s puffy pussy ‘cause you will be getting the same fucking before.