What would she tell my mom? Or would she? Melissa, or Ms. Thompson as I knew her when I was a budding teenager, was a dear friend of my moms. She, alo...g with several other women used to get together weekly and play cards or dominoes . But mostly they sipped on a drink or two and gossiped. Ms. Thompson was a beautiful women who never married. Her life's companion became the business she was left to care for. Ms. Thompson had always been overtly friendly towards me. She always snuggled me. ” She went to the floating mattress and pulled it back to my location. At that depth people on the shore could just see our heads above the mattress.Kissing me Lisa turned around motioning me to place my cock at the top of her very tan legs. I took my throbbing member and slid it up and down her ass. Holding the raft with one hand Lisa grabbed my cock and placed it at the opening of her cunt with the other. I knew what to do. . .As I grabbed both her curvy hips she leaned forward, placing both. I lowered my head, once again, to Mia’s wet center and proceeded to give her a good tongue-bath – her juices again covering my tongue and lips. Again, I raised up but this time brought my mouth over to my wife’s face, her own mouth still open as she watched me torment Mia’s pussy.“Suck my tongue clean” I told my wife, “Clean off another woman’s pussy juice… the same woman’s pussy juice from the woman that your husband is about to fuck.”Not to be undone by Mia’s earlier performance, my wide-eyed. I opened with a towel. His eyes were looking me like what. Then he immediately came in and said, I like to bath you dear.He immediately kissing me all over face and hugged me tightly.He kissed on my neck made me mad and I too kissing him wildly. We both lip locked.He was a wonderful kisser than my husband.Our saliva exchanged and kissing. I removed his dress and he removed my towel and he started sucking mine wildly.I liked his sucking and I pressed him to my boobs.While sucking he fingering my.