. are you serious?" Kathy asked."Very serious, Kathy," Sandra said with a tiny pout. "I really am square about sex, but with you and Scott to help me,...I hope to remedy that. Come here and show me how to make him hot sucking his cock, darling. That's okay, isn't it, Scott?" Okay!?" Scott gasped. "My god, what more could a man ask for?" See, darling!" Sandra exclaimed.Kathy hesitated for a moment. This was the craziest situation! Or was it? Hadn't she shared Scott with Lisa? And wasn't it better. This thrill rippled through me. This heat. This joy. I had fucked so many women, and now a few futas, but it was always this hot and passionate rutting. This felt different. The way we kissed felt sweet. I wanted this to be special.I didn't thrust her down like she was another slut to fuck, but set her down with care. I lowered her as I followed her down, my large breasts rubbing into her smaller tits. Our nipples kissed, sparks jetting down to my hot cunt.She whimpered into the kiss as I. We chatted briefly discussing a price for my services and about the nice weather we were having. I was half way into cutting his grass when I noticed he was watching me from the downstairs lounge window but trying to hide behind the curtains. I didn’t think much of this so continued my work. A short time later as I was pushing the lawnmower past the lounge window where he had been standing, I caught a glimpse of John sitting i his chair facing the TV. What I was shocked to see was he was. He was struggling to stay awake as if I had just woken him after an hour of rest he so wanted from spending an entire waking day by my sleeping side.Up he moved to and past my thighs. Over my stomach and onto my breasts he washed and massaged so painstakingly. I forced myself to watch his utter devotion to me. I felt so incredibly guilty but for some reason, I just couldn’t stop him. There was something in me that just wouldn’t let me tell him to stop touching me and just go to sleep. Even.