No noise or movement. We're good. I pull the blanket over us. She is stroking me over my pants, squeezing out even more precum. I pull her pants down ...ust enough so I can penetrate her.I unzip my pants ever so quietly. She continues to stroke me while I do so. Finally we are both under the blanket, the blanket is thick so I whisper in her ear, "I want to see you". I then grab my phone and use the light to look at her smooth delight. She had worn frilly blue minimalist panties. She must have. The three of us cuddled for a few minutes when we heard Mom shout up stairs that lunch was ready on the patio. With that Ellie fetched a warm cloth from her bathroom and cleaned us all up and we went downstairs. As I said before we are all naturists so never wore clothes at home unless expecting guests. As I walked out onto the patio Mom was still wearing her apron setting out the food. Kyle and Stacey were sitting at the table. As Dad, Ellie and I joined them Stacey said,“By the look on your. .And with that he flipped her on her back and stuck all 12 inches into her. She screamed as it hit bottom and his balls met her ass. Max had never seen Haley's pussy so wet. As the 12 inch cock opened her wider and wider she deposited her own milky cum on the rampaging shaft. She begged him not to push it in so deep. 'It's too much' she wimpered. Max went crazy as she screamed again in pain. This was a slow torture fuck,she yelped like an a****l with each thrust.Rick brought the camera close to. She freaked out because she enjoyed the things she does here. She writhed and shuddered and came over and over, and she loved it. And you know why?”Mr. Armstrong shook his head.“Because you weren't a man,” Clint growled, jamming a finger into Mr. Armstrong's chest. “You didn't give your wife what she needed. It takes more than just being a milquetoast provider for your family. You have to give your wife the pleasures she needs. You have to be strong. You have to be the man of the house. When.