The truth was he enjoyed fucking his mother-in-law as much as he liked fucking his own wife, or anyone else for that matter.Within a few weeks, Louise...had sold the house and furniture, bringing only a few keepsakes and her wardrobe with her. She was ready for a fresh start and the chance to really get the sex she had yearned for all these years. The two weeks she had spent with Holly and Jacob had spoiled her and there was no turning back. One of the first things she and Holly decided to do. Listening for a sound of movement from the bedroom, he heard none. As he snuck back out, he caught a glimpse of Connie. She was on her belly, splayed out on top of her covers, her legs parted wide. The hem of her nightgown had ridden up over her hips, exposing her taut little rump in its pink panties. Daniel was hard again instantly. Back in his bedroom, he found himself jerking off again to the image of his little sister, legs open, bathed in the moonlight. And so it went for another. But of course nobody really cared to look, everybody was just enjoying their own nakedness… So off I continued, not quite sure what I was looking for. A little further on, I noticed that there were some sand dunes where occasional couples and groups were lying. It seemed a little less crowded, so I made my way there, and as I came close, I realised that my instinct had brought me to where I wanted to be: I had reached the exhibitionist and voyeur part of the beach.Various couples were hanging. I didn’t move. I thought of the safe word. Surrender. It would be easy. I could stop all this crazy, kinky madness and run away. I could be free. I could go and eat my cake and laugh with my family and make a half-emotional half-hilarious speech and go home and shower and cum as many times as I fucking wanted to. Or I could let Scott fuck my ass and tell me what to do for the rest of the day. Why couldn’t I stop him? I knew why. I wanted to please him. I wanted to do what he wanted. I knew it.