My boobs were smashing into the table top. I looked from left to right. First at Devin who was struggling with my arm as his cock wiggled a few inches...from my face. His dick was a nice one for sure. I hadn’t seen a cock up close in a long time.“Mom, Eric’s sorta right. A deal’s a deal.”I struggled in their grasp, bending my wrists so that my arm brushed up against Devin’s cock and my other arm rubbed up against my son’s pants-covered wee-wee… I mean dick.Four more quick cuts of the scissors. She gave a little scream when a face appeared before her near the ladder. ‘It’s just me,’ Edward said reassuringly. He climbed the rest of the way up and onto the bed next to her. ‘I needed to talk to you.’ Marian blushed a little at having a man on her bed and drew the blankets up. She had never met anyone who made her feel so… uncomfortable. The way he was looking at her made her tingle all over her body. When other men had looked at her that way it had made her uncomfortable but this was. I gave a nice back massage. Then got down on legs and thighs. Gave a nice massage. It was already 1hr and then I said her turn around to give hands massage. She turned around and her bra dropped down as it was open. I saw her she had no reaction. I saw her husband he said no problem give her boob massage too. I agreed and gave massage to her hands first and then slowly touched her boobs.She was moaning slowly aaa to which her husband got erected and started jerking his penis. I saw him he was. At first the experience shocked me, I began to look through materials on the web, trying to understand why I couldn’t shake this sexual desire from my previous partner. Was it ‘grass is greener’? Was I some kind of pervert? The number of articles that warned me away from divulging in such risky acts also gave me cause for concern, but eventually I understood it. It was so simple I found myself hitting my forehead. It wasn’t just that I found her body to be the most exquisite and delicate.