Her message was unmistakable. He rubbed the backs of her thighs massaging them with his powerful hands, on each leg, reaching up to her wet panties. S...e groaned as she felt his thumbs touch her wet mound ever so slightly. She pushed back against him seeking his mouth, wanting it between her crack. He pulled back teasing her. "Oh Saul, please lick me there, just once. I won't ever ask you again or tell anyone about this. Please make me cum!" She whispered shocking Saul. Due to the introvert. This was going to be an interesting visit. ‘Hush Marvin. These boys don’t need to hear those old tales.’ She admonished. Brandon tried to look offended, then he laughed, ‘That’s OK,’ He thought, ‘Maybe, I can get someone to cook for me soon.’ He smiled. Marge laughed, ‘I’m going to bed. You three are too much.’ She kissed her husband on the cheek and went to her room. Marvin sighed, ‘That woman right there means the world to me. We grew up together. When she turned eighteen and I was twenty, I. “I expect there are a lot of things we are going to see differently, but that could be a good thing. That is if we talk it through not just jump to conclusions,” I explained. She had been making coffee during my little speech. I chose to sit at the kitchen table while she worked.“I think that is an excellent idea,” Maurine said.“Maurine did you ever have a nickname?” I asked.“My dad and my uncles used to call me little Mo. There was someone famous called Big Mo. I guess they chose it because my. “As you can tell by the cum stains on my blouse, and the vestiges of my cream pie, I have been a naughty, slut wife again.”Two naked black males slid onto the bed kneeling next to Cheryl, their semi-hard cocks swaying obscenely as they knelt next to her.“And here are two of my fuckers, the other two had to go back to work, sadly,” Cheryl cleared her throat. “So, hubby wants me to give another interview about me being a slutty, cock and cum whore wife, for our friends.”The two guys, faces above.