. such was her focus on showing the house. She was not a real-estate for the hour and thirty minutes we spent touring, she was a show woman, and a dam...ed fine one at that.In her performance I saw past her aging years, and into the youth and vitality that had once been at her disposal, and the wisdom and experience garnered from four decades of selling houses.Before we walked out the door I had asked her to draw the papers up.She had just smiled and laughed softly when I said that."I already did. If you are not nervous, you are not putting enough importance on the step you are about to take. Hubby is delighted seeing you talking with a naked man, and equally delighted with the nice thing Marge is doing with him. We watch them move to the big sectional. Hubby has shed his last sock. Marge had been with a guy who didn’t do much for her, and she needed some cock soon, so we watched as they skipped preliminaries. Marge slid forward on her seat and he kneeled between her knees and you watch. Then ondown they slid, their knees slipped between the others knees as they went down to the floor, their wet cunts pouring juices onto the others leg. It felt magnificent. They held each other, hands still on the other’s breasts. Mitch and Mike watched in awe. "This is too much for an adult show." Mitch commented, his pants tented with the biggest hard on he could remember. "Yeah," Mike agreed, "but I like it." He was in the same state of erection. "I like it a lot." The girls were holding. ”“Look Madam you’re the guest here,” I reminded her.“Yeah so what?” Abbie said, “I’ll tell Mom you been hitting on me again.”“Be my guest, maybe you could move in with her?” I queried. She rang her mom. Annie was round in minutes.“What have you done now Angus?” she demanded, “Poor Abbie is upset.”Annie and I had never actually been married, she just behaved like we had, she still drove my Mini car.“Good evening my dear, and how are you, I do hope you are well,” I sneered.“I am supposed to.