What a nasty little bitch she is. Time to move on. I slowly pulled up clean underwear, then tight shorts. The better to entice the "men" of the house....You obviously still like my worn out old cunt. How about you come in and service me tonight? Late. I have a game I want to play. She looked at me, uncertain, but certainly intrigued. I turned to go. I had a few things to pick up today.I'd asked my mother to go to bed early, claiming illness. Ginny was to report to my room at 10, wearing little. I. She pulled her legs up in the sky, giving me as much way in as possible. And my cock was able to go inside all the way it’s length, because of her keeping the legs up in the air.I kept pumping her for sometimes and then asked her to go on her fours, so that I can fuck her doggy, which was our favorite position. I started pushing my cock in her cunt pulling it all the way till the tip. Every push was sending waves to her body and she was gasping with every thrust. I kept fucking her like that. The pair began a slow-motion screw as they listened to Frank and Jill. “What do you think they’re doing?” she whispered over her shoulder.Frank pulled her back against him and reached around to begin tweaking his wife’s nipples. “I think George is getting the hummer to end all hummers!”“ ... don’t stop ... more, more ... take it, take it! ... yeah, swallow it, suck it down ... don’t stop...”“I think you’re right,” said Amanda. She rolled away from Frank so that she was face down on the bed, and. She led the way to her apartment, the one she had long shared with her husband, Sam. The thought of that good man caused her to pause, but she forced herself to put the thought of him out of her head. Tonight would be the first time for the two of them: herself and Owen Cord; it was time.She pointed towards the couch. He looked her askance but took the proffered seat.“I’m nervous,” she said.“I know,” he said. “No need to be, but I do know. I guess I can relate to some of that myself.”“I need.