Now she found it rather exciting. She could see the guy's cock distending the lips of her mother's hair-fringed sex, her legs tight against his body, ...er tits wobbling back and forth from their combined motion, and the look of absolute joy on her mother's face.Her mother threw her head back, her face and neck turning red in the dim light of the break room. Her cries of "ah, ah, ah, ah" ceased and Crystal felt something deep inside her, knowing her mother was climaxing.The guy wasn't far behind.. The winner would be allowed to set a penalty for the loser of their choice. My wife was the one to start, and she created the first three rules. However, she openly and fully endorsed and agreed to each of the other regulations suggested by Chris and David. I was unsure as our relationship had always been entirely platonic in the past outside of some very spirited joking around and spirited sexual innuendo. We cleared an area in our basement that was carpeted and roughly twenty by twenty of. “I swear your wife gets hotter and hotter every year.” After Chuck looked at Vicki’s bikini pics, he poured us a couple more shots and we downed them. Then he handed me his phone, and asked me for mine. He wanted to look at Vicki’s pics, and wanted me to scroll through his wife’s tits pics, so we did. Fact is I only had a few bikini pics of Vicki. As it turns out, since we both had the same kind of phone, scrolling through the pics was easy. As I scrolled through Chuck’s phone, I said, “Shit. Half of Page Six was pictures and an article. She had been caught doing lines of coke in the bathroom on an Art History school trip, she was in their class...No wonder I didnt see her when we got to the Taylor exhibit at the MoMA.Yeah, apparently she was snorting coke in the loo ... ha, Nicky quoted one of the books in their favorite series (The A-List by Zoey Dean).Shh ... Emma started laughing, and immediately slapped her hand over her mouth. She was on her way across the dining room, heading.