Feel that?”She reached down and felt his always ready to fuck her cock. Knowing that John was gonna fuck her in this alley, like some crack whore, h...d her so fucked up she could hardly think.“That’s a good little slut. On your knees, get dirty for me."She groveled in the dirt as he unbuttoned his pants, and pulled his cock out. He held it in his hand, inches from her open mouth, holding her hair and not letting her taste it."That's a good little bitch," he purred.He still wouldn't let her get. Anyway, I just got off the phone with my Mom, and she said exactly the same thing. I asked her if she was angling to come here for the weekend and she said 'Yes'. So, they're coming. Are you coming too?'Muriel laughed. "Pretty transparent aren't we? Yes, we'd love it. Sounds like it might even be a party.'Anne repeated the guest list and hung up. "Sigrid?'"Tom's and my folks won't be coming here, Anne. They're going off somewhere for a weekend. From what I hear, they might just as well move in. She would spend at least two hours getting ready to gothe night before. A shower, shaved legs, moisturiser,the works. And the clothes she took, I didn’t reallypay attention to what she was taking with her eventhough sometimes she would ask me about this outfit orthat outfit – all of which were nice and flattering. Isupported her in wanting to look good at work. She wasmy wife and I was proud of her gorgeous looks. And Itold her that, often.And the one time there was an opportunity. By now we were both really sweaty and her being in a teeshirt and shorts I could see her tits through the wet material. I got an instant hard on. I had on sweat shorts so it was really had to hide. She went down the ladder and stood at the bottom as I handed down the boxes. After I gave her the last one I felt her hand slide up my shorts leg and cup my balls. I turned to look at her thinking it was an accident and she grabbed my cock through my shorts. She said to me thank you so much for all.