."Once again Susan pulled away from Sean's tormented body. She raised up and shuffled forward, rested her engorged erection lengthways along Sean's sw...ollen, flared folds. Sean immediately started a desperate sawing motion with his hips. He gurgled as the thickness slipped into the wet, pink crease pushing the folds further apart. Susan leaned over Sean and saw his glazed orgasmic eyes pleading for penetration.Susan moved the flexing head of her erection so it rested between Sean's spread folds,. He stepped back and told me to look at him as he took more pictures.“Ok Andy, spread your feet apart just a little wider, bend forward at the waist and put your hands on your knees”. “yes daddy”He walked behind me and started running his hands on my pantied bottom. “That’s a good girl”. Then he pulled down my panties half way to my knees. “You have a very feminine looking ass Andy”. He took more pictures. “What’s your wife’s name Andy?”“Jenny”“Well Andy,” as he groped and squeezed my ass. She did not, and still does not, know our past or that I still wanked over her. We were standing in her kitchen five o’clock in the morning, with our partners and c***dren sound asleep. Wearing thin cotton pyjamas, I could see her visible panty line; half back, with string joining front to back. Now in her forties, her figure was still amazing, and highlighted by the cling of cotton to skin. The image of that freshly shaved cunt form twenty years prior, was still burned into memory.I met her. I then let my hand move down to her pussy and I traced a finger around her labia. I then slid my finger into her slit and found that she was soaking wet. Her clit was engorged and swollen and I knew that it wouldn't take much to make her cum. I decided that I had to taste her so I kissed my way down her body following the path my hands had taken. I kissed, sucked and bit on her nipples enough to drive her crazy. Then I continued to work my way down stopping to tease her navel. But then I.