His wife was bent over the couch with her pants around her knees, and the neighbor's twenty year old son Jeff was burried balls deep in her pussy. In ...horror all he could do was stand and stare as the young stud fucked her long and hard."Fuck me harder," June ordered, and the boy complied. "Fuck, don't stop. Give it to me!"He had never heard his wife talk like that. She had never wanted to talk like that. Dave felt like puking as a thousand thoughts ran through his head, but he couldn't take. It was all she could do to change into her usual shorts and top outfit.Even that became problematic. By Monday she realized Grandpa Logan’s gaze lingering on her chest. It was evident the older man took a liking to the pointy rise of the child’s titties. He never said anything about it, and Helen tried not to react to the situation, but soon it became a bit embarrassing. It was odd to think of her grandfather as a man with normal male desires.So the towheaded teenager went back to wearing bra. They were chatting busily when I approached and this stopped as soon as they spotted me. There was an awkward silence.A girl I knew well, in fact a girl I had wanted to take to the Prom, when I was a boy that is, broke the silence.Tanya you look gorgeous. The others then engulfed me, looking at my dress and commenting on my hair, and bra! They excepted me into their ranks.I noticed another class in the same process with the only other boy to qualify to be a W2. For some reason he, or his Mum. She was soaked through. With her help I had her panties off in a minute and held them dripping in my hand. I slipped my hand back under the elastic find her pussy slopping wet. Her labia were completely open and her clit was a hard nub under my fingers. Just touching her pussy caused her to hump back and forth on my hand and sigh as if she was already being fucked. She fumbled for her purse. She pulled out a small business card with the guys phone numbers and email addresses on them. "His name.