"Misti asked her then, Did you ever see your Mom and Dad fucking?" Mary looked at her, laughing, again. "That is the funniest part. I was in the basem...nt, looking for some stuff Mom had put down there in a trunk for me. There were four trunks, so I started going through them, looking for my things, when I found a box that was taped shut. I opened it, and it was some picture albums. I started looking through it, and it was Polaroids and snapshots of Mom, Dad, "Uncle" Charley, and "Aunt" Mildred,. It left me open for retaliation, remember I’d let this woman down badly even if I hadn’t intended to. ‘If you start that bullshit with me, I’ll stay here and you can go home alone,’ Emily spat at me. ‘Emily, it’s the truth. You might not have all those elegant clothes anymore, but you always have been a beautiful woman.’ I tried to flatter her. ‘Tony, give it a bloody rest. I’ve been getting that kind of crap from the boys down at the café for the last five years and I’m not the dumb blond. As I pulled back I look through the hole and he was wanking hard he put his cock through and my lover pushed my head down onto it telling me not to swallow. I was more confident now and enjoyed sucking this cock and hearing the moans from next door. I could feel his swelling up and then he shot five or six strings on cum into my mouth. He quickly left and I turned to my lover. He cupped his hands and asked me to dribble the cum into his hands then he told me to turn round and with one hand he. ‘Really?!’ She squeezed his thigh and considered the dangers of sharing such an intimate secret with her soon to be new lover. After a few seconds of weighing the pros and cons, the wine made the plus column for sharing her real fantasy with him a definite ‘YES’. She returned her lips near his ear and elaborated… ‘I love caveman stories. I love the survival, the wild, the dominance… I love the hair…’, and with that she pulled his shirt bottom out from his beltline and quickly explored his chest.