And not just once, either, Tom. I came over and over again. I couldn’t get enough of his cock. I loved it, baby. I fucking loved his giant dick ...n my pussy.”Tom rolled on top of me then, and slid his cock into my wet cunt. “So you loved letting him fuck you, huh, slut? Like this, Sue? Did he fuck you like this? With his unprotected cock?”I knew my husband was turned on now, not angry with me, so I said, “Yeah, he did, baby. But his cock is way bigger than yours. And he made me come. She married a guy twice her age, which might have been good, but he was, she discovered, almost totally inexperienced sexually which when matched with her inexperience (she’d made love to one other guy) was not a good mix. I always tried to offer helpful suggestions when she’d talk, but it was clear that things at home were not going all that smoothly.�The catalyst for us was mundane at best. We simply had a slow evening at work. About an hour before our evening shift was to end all the work. "She paused, but briefly, and then said, "Remember the first night after Debra was struck by lightning, Garth. I said I felt like I'd been run over by a freight train. Remember?" I do," he said."I was wrong. I was given a front seat on a roller coaster, and I for one don't want the thrilling ride to end." Wow!" I said."You can say that again," Dad said."Wow!" I said and giggled.The week before Christmas and the week after were good weeks for the inn. Over half the rooms were occupied, so Mom. She was a cute and vibrant girl and I happily agreed and we quickly stopped at her little apartment , for her to pick up some towels and a blanket and then headed to the Zieselsmaar.As a member of the club, with a family membership, I was able to get her into the area for free and we strolled along the water for a nice place in the shadow, as the temperature were already in the high eighties at the time (11:00 a.m.).When we found a nice spot under a willow tree, directly on the lakes bank, we.