He had been fingering her inside the lips and folds of my wife’s pussy and rubbing her clit while my dick was fucking her. Damn, I wished I had know... that, it might have made a difference later!Then he really surprised me when he said that he had tried to pull his hand away when I started to cum but that Nancy had held him there. Knowing my wife pretty well, I didn’t really buy that, especially since I had been holding her arms. “Well, you may have had her arms but her hands had me.” She had. .. I can't stay here. Do you wanna go someplace? We can go someplace, right?" Go someplace?" Daddy shook his head."Yeah, you and me, Jack." She moved closer again and she reached for Dad's cock, pressing her hand against the front of his pants. "Like before. I'll make it good for you." What?" He stared at her in shock and I giggled."How much?" I asked her."Fifty," Mom replied quickly, her eyes lighting up. "That's all. Fifty and I'll do anything." She looked at me, "I can make you feel good. After coming back from the store, I showered and puttered around the condo. I drank my coffee then poured myself another cup and went out onto the balcony to read and inhale the fresh air. I heard the slider open and the most gorgeous woman a man could ever want walked out and over to me. She was dressed in a black babydoll and covered with a sheer robe. My dick twitched and my crotch tingled! Essie kissed me, "Good morning, Sport! Thanks for taking such good care of me last night. When I woke. “What shovel, I never had it in my car, why would I?”, said Christa.“Did not my father mention that?”, asked Sara perplexed.“I do not remember, ” said Christa, confused.“He mentioned to us something about warm coats and boots too, ” added Sara reproachfully, “Why we did not listen?”.“I did not pack them either”, said Christa, holding her short skirt with both hands to stop it from flapping in the wind. The harsh reality of a fiasco started to down on her.“I guess we would not get to the.