“Sure, mom, no problem. Sandy and I are ok, and we’ll text you.”Right then, there’s a knock on the front door.“My ride is already here, so I...��m leaving. Be good!”“Ok!” both kids shout, smiling.Sandy finishes showering and dressing. She decides on a light sundress that she usually wears leggings with, but the August heat is too hot for that, she thinks. So she just goes barelegged with sandals. Secretly, she has also not put on a bra, though it was just a training bra. She did decide that leaving. She lowered her book for a moment and our eyes met. I grinned apologetically and she raised her book again with the trace of a satisfied smile on her lips. Her knees spread further. Oh you fucking little bitch! You wouldn’t be grinning if I had hold of you right now. You’d be over my knees with your round slut arse bare and thrust up in the air, glowing red from a spanking. “Sorry, I’m so sorry!” you would plead, as I pumped three fingers deep into the dripping wet tightness of your pussy. Both Bulls and myself, repositioned ourselves around her face and together we all rubbed out large streams of cum across her face and pierced breasts. She went to the bathroom to clean up, put a housecoat on, and the three of us waited on the couch, as she returned. Bull1 grabbed her by the hand, bent her over the couch, raised the housecoat and guided his rehardened 9 inches, into my wifes ass yet again, while Bull2 shoved his girth into my wifes throat. It was awe inspiring to see her take so. Instead I was leaning aganist the fence. As she approached me I stood up, as she slowed to a walk."Good morning Tracy." " Good morning to you to John." She beamed at me slowing to a walk. " I have a surprise for you." I smiled and started to lead her by the hand down a overgrown path. She was not sure what was going on at this point, but was definitely intrigued. She pressed me wanting to know where we were heading. I said nothing, only smiled back at her. There was a very coy smile on my.