And what on earth I would say when I met Tony again.*The rest of the weekend passed in a blur. The soreness in my body gradually faded and by Monday m...orning I could almost have persuaded myself that Friday’s infidelity hadn’t happened. There were moments when the whole thing felt like an unreal dream, other moments when the feelings of guilt were almost intolerable, and still more moments when all I could think of was being in bed with Tony again.The fantasy that Pete and I enacted in bed on. It was hard to see in the extreme dark but when the shadow pulled the curtains aside slightly I saw that it was Sara's brother. He was wearing only his shorts and damn did he look good. What really amazed me was that he was obviously spying on the girls outside, on us, his bratty sister's bratty friends. He was staring out intensely and I could imagine the sight. A dozen young slim girls in bikinis, all oiled up, slipping in and out of the pool to refresh themselves. I knew he had a string of. She rang the bell and he clicked the intercom, telling her it was the second apartment on the left from the elevator on the third floor. She arrived at his door and with a sense of fear, excitement and dread he opened the door. Lucy entered the room and Mark politely took her coat. He was gracious and friendly and ushered her into the lounge. Lucy was wearing a black thigh length dress and fishnet stockings and four inch heels. She had long brown hair and quite heavy makeup. Large earrings,. “AAAHHH!” she let out. I was now truly fucking my mom! I continued lifting and lowering her as fast as I could, until she took back over. She began slamming me into her again. My sounds clearly said that I was close, but so did hers. She was actually going to cum again. My hands were back at my sides, clawing uncontrollably at the cushion as I neared my orgasm. It eventually escaped me, and I began spraying my huge load. It was a load that had been pent up for two years waiting for the chance.