There she was still on her back being fucked by another black guy. She had been in there over two hours being fucked none stop. The party stated break...ng up around three in the morning. As the party got smaller and smaller I had more time to watch. As I was watching through the crack in the door I felt a hand on my shoulder. It was a guy and he asked if I wanted to go in so I could see better. Before I answered he said that slut is hot. He didn't know she was my wife. I watched as she had sex. Though it wasn't the sex that bothered her as it was the love. A woman needed love, craved it. And here she was with none to speak of. Her husband, coach of coxville high, may as well have been a statue in terms of love.She was a knockout in school, the wet dream fantasy of many of the jocks in Coxville high. Many of the school's male population had bragged about fucking her on the side and her being their lover though the most they had come to fucking her was masturbating to her pictures.Her. I felt a twinge on my clit as Aunt Lisa bit down on it and shoved her tongue back into my pussy. “Oh god Aunt Lisa you eat my pussy so good!” “I’ve had a lot of practice on your mother,” she responded and stuck her finger in my ass. I let out a loud yelp as she worked her finger in and out of my ass, and slipped another in to accompany it. I was grinding all over her face as I was fucking her as fast as I could with the vibrator. I took it out of her and sucked all her juices off of it, and. Lastly, I often tended to compare any woman I met with my Mother and that, I have learned, is never a good thing.Adam was the loose cannon of the group. A wild one from the time he was a toddler, he hadn't really changed in his wild ways, even at 22 years of age. He took a year off college, dropped out (truthfully he was told to take a year off) and, after Dad died, decided to just travel the world. His goal was to sleep with a girl from every country he visited and, according to his travel.