Her abundant flesh was like the softest, warmest pillow, and I rolled up against her, pressing my cock between us, into her flesh as my lips found her.... Her mouth was red and puffy from the fucking it had just had. I kissed her over and over while my hands roamed over her huge body, grabbing handfuls of flesh, squeezing, gently slapping and shaking her breasts and ass then around to her huge mound of pussy. She was soaking wet and it had dripped between her fat thighs. I thought of how it. "Sorry, nobody has given me a tit wank before," said Steve feeling guilty about making a mess."Really? Wow, I gave you your first tit wank," said a proud Dianne. "You have got nothing to be sorry about," she added as she headed for the bathroom with Steve's eyes on her swaying arse.When she returned, Steve said, "Get on your back; I want my head between your legs."Dianne did so, and over the next ten to fifteen minutes, Steve had her twisting on the bed as his lips and tongue had her cumming. Wasn’t bad. What’s uh, what’s going on?” I cocked my head, ready to listen to what she had to say. I hoped her mother wasn’t acting up again, that crazy old bag will be the death of me yet.She sipped her ice water, then spoke.“Don’t interrupt me, okay? This is hard for me.” She squirmed in her seat, trying to get comfortable, I guess.“We’ve been married… 30 years now. And believe me, it’s been a great ride! We’ve got a lovely daughter--”Who’s turning into a lesbian and probably right now eating. And then it was to a house on the Toms River ocean beach front that Phil knew was empty and for sale. Here there was a driveway running by the side of the house where Roger’s car could park in the shadows of the house and they’d been facing the ocean surf close enough to hear it with the windows of the car down and to be dazzled by the moon reflecting off the surface of the water when they weren’t doing anything else. Roger and Cindy Sue were in the front seat and Phil and Sharon in the back,.