Both Gloria and John agreed; John looked sexy and effeminate dressed as he was; his six inch cock poking out from between his stocking clad legs like ... flag pole. Master Ray then told John, “Right wimp; go stand behind my slut and when I tell you; you will open one button at a time of the bitch’s blouse!”John hastened behind his wife and she could feel his cock head touching the back of her skirt; so close was he stood. Master Ray then spoke to Gloria, “Tell me slut; why. I’m on my knees again, facing away from the headboard, vibrator back upright underneath me, and now… I lean my head forward, and my hair catches and pulls. Not exactly the same, but enough that I can feel my juices starting to drip down my thighs. Yeah, I think to myself, just like that…I’m panting… and remembering… “Now what are you going to do?” God, that voice! And I’m again sliding up and down his turgid length, lost in lust and want. What am I going to do, indeed? There are only so many. Back at the condo she told Todd after passionate kisses like they had not seen each other for weeks, that a friend had called and asked her to lend her an ear to talk about some things. As always Todd wasn’t the nosy person and didn’t dig deeper. After a glass of red wine and some casual talk interrupted by loving kisses they put the prepared lasagna into the oven, and Todd helped Kate to arrange the mixed salad. At the dining table they were sitting as always side by side where Kate not long. I let Betty lick every now and then, but at that moment I wanted him all to myself. Knowing my desire suggested a change of positions. I soon found myself on my back on the floor, my son still in fucking my mouth and Betty between my legs licking my already wet pussy.The rest of the afternoon flew by; images flash though my mind even as we speak. I riding my son while my mother-in-law was sitting on his face while she and I played with each others tits. Betty and I 69ing each other while Roger.