I took that as an encouraging sign.Using my experience of reading stories to the village youngsters, I told the girl the story of my life. I told her ...about all my humiliations and failures and how I’d ended up unmarried, careerless and mucking out pig pens. The girl’s sobbing stopped and I thought I heard her snigger a couple of times.I risked shuffling closer to the girl until I was less than a yard away, then I explained my purpose in the forest that day, and Matra Glandira’s baffling. I was so worried that someone might find it that when i was eating my dinner i thought of about 5 different hiding places. Later that night as we all watched a film cuddled up under blankets in the living room i fake yawned and said night night to everyone. I ran up the stairs and locked my bedroom door, i was dripping. Ive never felt so horny in all my life, my mouth was dry and my pussy was soaking i just wanted to squel. I gently took off my tshirt, bra and leggings then walked over to my. But tonight I watched in amazement as my Tony’s cock entered my wife’s ass like a piston. The small shaft went in and out of her asshole in a steady motion as she lay on the edge of the bed “doggy” style so Tony could easily thrust his shaft into her ass. Her sphincter expanded to accommodate his medium size cock as he thrust it between my wife’s ass cheeks. Cindy accepted her fate and moaned lustily as his cock entered her again and again. Tony’s wife Carol just sat on the bedroom sofa. ..I slowed I passed, and looked up at the second floor window. As I did, I began to hear soft moans, that were unmistakable. I stopped by the large confer trees at then end of the drive and listened, as the moans got a little more intense.This was bizarre, here I was freezing cold stood practically in a tree listening to sex.I moved slightly so that I could see the window but remained hidden from view. I imagined what could be going on up there. It must have been her mother, as I had not heard.