Becky still had her legs on the arms of the chair and Claire placed her hands under her ass cheeks and brought her mouth to her sex. Craig was most de...initely in for a night of firsts, he had never fucked a woman’s ass, he had never seen two women together and never come across a woman with the sexual magnetism of Becky. Her aura of power oozed from every pore of her being, casting a spell over Claire and now Craig as well. Craig's eyes were fixed on Becky's face, waiting to see her reactions. She got on her knees and held up her big tits, saying “I can still fuck you with these”, so Mark got to the edge of the toilet seat and placed his hard dick in between my wife’s tits and let her do her thing. She started massaging her breasts against his sticky cock, and it took only a minute for him to get to the point of no return, he said “get ready” and she just pushed his cock right into her right nipple, and used her other hand to start beating her clit, and told him to cover her chest in. "I, I meant to explain it to you." She said slowly. Running a hand through her short-cropped black hair, she continued. "I just was never sure how you'd handle the news." She looked closely at me, and took a deep breath. "You're happy now?" Oh yes!" I grabbed her hand and squeezed it with both of mine. "I used to pretend you were like me! I wanted you to really be related to me, not just married to mom!" Oh honey!" She gathered me in her arms and hugged me tight. "Yes I'm related to you. I was. I smiled at her and she nodded at the masseur, before moving the towel off her breasts. I watched in excitement as he poured some oil on both breasts from a height and it ran over both breasts one by one before running along her shoulders and neck area. He then suddenly placed both hands on her breasts, squeezing them and massaging them beautifully. I could see my wife was enjoying this and she moved her body and spread her legs slightly. The sight of watching another man touching and squeezing.