I don't know perfumes. But hers was subdued, to the point where I wanted to get far too close too fast and inhale her scent.Dinner was a salad, Penne ...with peppery broccoli and Morel sauce, and a side of asparagus, for a number of reasons. I'm good at preparing it, it goes well with wine, and it's not so loaded with protein that it puts me to sleep. Or, hopefully, her. I refrained from adding garlic to the bread. That was not how I wanted the evening to be remembered.We caught up, awkwardly,. I alternated between then for about 15 minutes when the first started moaning and I knew he was about to cum. He grabbed my head and held it firm and shot his cum into my mouth and held it tight till I swallowed it all. His friend then shoved his cock into my mouth and grabbed my head and started to just fuck my mouth. When he was ready to cum he jammed all the way in and shot his load down my throat.I was very surprised but they both began to get dressed. I grabbed for my shoes so I could. We pulled away from each other giggling and aroused. Our nipples straining against our thin bikini tops. She lightly kissed my lips before she rubbed lotion on my back. Her hands then drifted down my shoulders and around to my boobs rubbing and caressing them. She glanced over at my dad who just stood there with a raging boner before she reached over and pulled on my nipples hard. I gasped and moaned loudly. I felt my legs begin to tremble. My pussy tingled as I locked eyes with my dad, who I. Joan, Baby! Not so violent! I'm only trying to help you... if you'll let me!" he said in her ear."Help m-me... ? How could you... h-help me? Nobody can... !" Settle down... tell me about it!... Maybe that'll help!"Shame flooded through her. How do you tell someone that your husband was out there... making love to another woman? How do you communicate your own depraved fall, your loss of chastity that may have driven your husband into the arms of another woman... and how do you tell another.