He dropped his bags on the ground and walked over. I saw him out of the corner of my eye. He was pissed. "What the.........", he exclaimed. "Sit the f...ck down and watch me fuck your wife.", I said in a stern demanding voice. He sat in the chair adjacent to the couch and watched as his wife, my step mom, bounced on my cock. Her ass shaking with every downward bounce. She stood up, turning around to face him, before straddling me again. My cock sliding deep into her core with ease. She rode my. ”yes” she said, “who will clean all this and the most important, who will clean you up?”I missed a few heartbeats, “….clean me up?!””c’mon, drop that towel, I’m going to clean you up, like your Mom did about 20 years ago!”She had not asked me to get into the bathroom, so I let go! My towel dropped with a soft plop! She turned around and gasped! “what are you up to?!” she weakly blurted. I thought my member should do the talking, the full 8″, 3″ thick, head out with the eye leering at her lovely. “Well, she will be if you get on the telephone with Jennifer and arrange for her to meet us there. She finished her practicum project yesterday. She can meet us there, tomorrow,” Oscar said.Getting excited at the prospect of seeing their wife again, Georgia said, “Why didn’t you tell me before? Stop this crate so that I can get out the satellite phone and make the call.”“I wanted to get out of town so that you could line up the satellite dish without attracting a crowd,” Oscar answered before. . well, morgue. No other name would make the room seem any better. Lessa was still in there, and had been for hours. Shelly sat outside, her expression ... Bell couldn't really say. Guessing exactly what was going through the older girl's head was never a good idea. There were depths there that she didn't want to travel down, for all she considered the dark haired girl a friend. Others had said she used to be a happy, care free person. Bell had only seen flashes of that. Almost as if she sensed.