" She said when she saw me in the mirror."Come over here and help me, I will give you something to do withyour hands." She asked politely and yet dema...ding.I walked over to her and she put her long brown hair on and straightenedit on her head. "Brush my hair while I put on my make up John."She ordered. I was happy to oblige as playing with her hair for me issuch a turn on. I brushed it gently as her silken locks ran over thebrush. I pushed my face closer to touch and take in her perfume.. My left arm held the covers up. For that moment I lay stone still and dared not breathe. The morning light was brighter now. I knew if she were to open her eyes in the dim light she would see the whale mound of lifted covers above me. My right hand was unable to resist a slow, imperceptibly gentle stroking my shaft, now slick with my own emissions. I had been so close.At least a full minute later the deep even breathing of Gail’s sleep returned and I began stroking more earnestly. A swipe over. Please keep going! I need to feel your whole hand inside me!” Finally, Diane’s hand disappeared into my lovely wife’s ass! She yelped. “Mistress, you’re deep inside me, deeper than Tom was! I feel so full, it’s unbelievable! My anus is on fire, but my pussy is tingling just thinking of having you so deep inside my ass. Go in a little deeper, please. Use your fingertips to stroke my insides, Mistress.” Diane looked determined on her quest to give her slut the ultimate ass fuck. She. My lips never left her mom’s.When my body was ready to move again, I stepped back. Lyla broke her kiss and looked down, smiling. She dropped to her knees and took me in her mouth, gently cleaning mine and her daughter’s cum from my penis. My body twitched and tingled at the sensation. When she was satisfied she popped me out, sucking hard as she did. I walked over to the arm chair in the corner of the room and fell into it, my body exhausted.Lyla, still on her knees, turned her attention to.