Sibyl was first to identify their intruder. Her face went from an embarrassed scarlet to a pale mask of fear as I watched her sweet lips mouth, "OH! O...myGod! Oh no!" Then she began struggling to get free of the heavy burden lying atop her naked body.Of course it was impossible. Nature did not mean for a woman whose body was accommodating an erect male member inside it to be able to break free from that accommodation without the cooperation of the owner of that member. Up to then Randy had seen. The old lady's worldview was interesting to say the least. About President Obama, she said, "Oh, he a smaht man, a real smaht man. He jess ain' black 'nuff."Daisy had an insatiable curiosity about what Annie could and couldn't do as a spirit. She laughed and laughed about the chocolate thing and wickedly wondered if there were chocolate smears on my body parts in the morning. She might have been a religious lady, but she was no innocent.I always invited her to stay for dinner and she always. She would slip into their bedroom, right before he was due to come home, stripping off her clothes and lying in the semidarkness. No toys or vibrators, nothing to mar the quiet night that was theirs alone. She’d lie atop the sheets, the air conditioner off, a slight mugginess in the air made her feel warm and sensual before she’d even brushed her soft tanned skin with her slender fingers. Being naked, alone in the semidarkness, a gentle breeze blowing in their second floor window, was a luxury. "Certainly Sir" I corrected myself, and went into the kitchen with their derisive laughter ringing in my ears.When I returned with the drinks, they were sitting on the sofa, with Jason's hand up under Jane's nightie, playing with her pussy. For her part, Jane had released Jason's monster cock, and was stroking up and down the very erect shaft. The sick feeling in my stomach returned."Doesn't he have a magnificent cock Brian ?" cooed my wife."Yes" I mumbled grudgingly."Tell him then" she.