She couldn't help but begin to become aroused at the sight of her young son masturbating even though she knew that it was wrong of her. She began to q...estion the taboo of it, wondering why if she and her son truly loved each other then why shouldn't they be able to express that love physically. She quickly pushed the thought from her mind, knowing that i****t was wrong even if both people loved each other, society told her so.Helen was about the leave when Mark reached his orgasm and began to. I was working seventy or eighty hours a week sometimes and sixty hours a week all the time.She never said anything. She never complained. She just stopped being as interested. In the beginning, right after we got married, we’d make love three or four times a week. As I started working more, it got less often; maybe twice a week, then once a week. Now, it was once or twice a month, if that. She rarely said no, she just didn’t come on to me like she used to. I guess I should have known.I called. But before I did Karla stopped to my utter disappointment! I opened my eyes and I could see why. Jess had been feeling left out, as I was only minutes before and had decided to join in by pushing her big cock into Karla’s pussy to a squeal of delight from her as she pushed back onto Jess’s monster. Jess pushed forward so that Karla’s strap-on pushed deep into me again before she pulled out fast so the Karla would push back wantonly for more cock in her pussy. The timing was messy at first but. " I smile as I watch my own fucking film film. The sexy couple making love and sex once again, at public place. Both the movies were continues, one in the theater and other in this store room between us.. Watching this, I feel my hubby's cock head hit the spot that makes me call out his name. "Yesss!" I yell, my scream given at the same time the actor's face contorts in one final moment of passion. The sounds of our moaning and sounds of our fucking strokes were mixed in the sounds coming out.