My wife and Eric had been spending an inordinate amount of time with each other that season. My wife was putting together her notes for a biography sh... was working on, and Eric was helping her target those notes towards potential publishers and charitable foundations. It was not unusual for me to come home from work to find them hunched over the coffee table studying old manuscripts and sharing inside jokes. Often my wife and he would put their work aside and the three of us would spend long. While in the loo I tried to phone my husband but he"d turned off his mobile and also the house phone, this got me very cross and I thought fuck him im going to really let my hair down tonight.back at the table the stud who"s name was bob had bought me a drink which I greatfully accepted.as I began to talk to my two friends I felt bobs hand rest on my leg he then starting moving it up my thigh where it rested on my stocking top,he quitetly asked me if I was wearing stockings ijust smiled and. She took me by the wrist and slid my arm inside the blanket, directly in front of her. Mom spread her legs and moved my hand down until I felt her wetness. Her labia was swollen and inside it was extremely gooey.“You feel that? That’s where the guys came in me. I can’t wait for to you start having sex. You are going to love it, Britt. Just feeling that big dick slide in and out of your pussy is a feeling that’s hard to describe unless you have experienced it,” Mom gleamed.I didn’t respond but I. “Ohhhh Tony, fill my arse with your cock, fill it up…Ohhhhh, FUCK ME! HARDER, HARDER!” I screamed.“Finger yourself!” he ordered. I did as I was told and slid a hand between my legs. I was so wet I thought that I’d pissed myself. First one finger then a second, then a third automatically followed as I finger fucked myself while Tony banged my arse.“Tell me. Tell me what you like!” he ordered.“I love your big cock”, I groaned, “I love it in my…in my…in my arse. I love it in my arse. It feels so.