"Whoa. Calm down, Misha. It was only a comment."She leaned against the worktop so she could see Bob's house; she wondered what he was doing, and altho...gh she'd only left his house minutes ago, she wanted badly to see him."That's a different lipstick you have on."She forgot she hadn't removed the peach lipstick."And?"She never took her eyes off the neighbour's house."What's up? I honestly don't know what I've done wrong..."She said nothing."Misha, will you talk to me? Please!"Something inside. I love it! I’m hooked on butt sex! It feels so ... fucking wild!” Claire confessed, wanting to encourage her husband’s anal lust, as she indeed discovered just how much she enjoyed taking it in the ass.“You’re ... sure?” Phil asked in disbelief.“Definitely. Maybe Sundays can be Sodomy Sundays! Sound good? Don’t worry, I’ll still want it in the pussy tonight when I’m the clown. Trust me on that!” Claire egged Phil on, eager to have her husband breed Gloria while Dad bred her.“Oh, God, Claire .... Not once had Antoinette left him alone with Elaine. Either she was around, or the sheriff was around. They didn’t trust her either, not completely.Then again, Jack had spent almost every night for a while now with some part of his body on her breasts. Head, back, chest, usually his dick. Antoinette really, really, really really got off on getting him off, and was more than happy to use Elaine to indulge her kink. And, of course, he was happy to go along with whatever Antoinette wanted.. We led her into the living room. Our front window looks out over the main street of the student area of our college town. A music store, a pizza place and a library are just down below our window and there’s always lots of foot traffic on the sidewalk below. We often sit and people watch from the living room. Tonight we had a different idea. “We want you to put your bra and panties back on,” Mary told Wendy. “Aw, rats, are we done already?” Wendy pouted. “Oh, no, just something a little.