"I think if you head downstairs now... Vicky might, still be there waiting for you!" replied my wife with a smile.Then she gave me a kiss, before step...ing into the room to see her little boy, and I quickly headed downstairs.As I reached the bottom of the stairs, I took a deep breath to calm myself, and then strolled into the living room, and there sitting on the sofa still was Vicky."Hi" I said a little nervously.She immediately stood up, and then moved towards me with a small smile on her. It started again on my back short burst turning me over it pushed me against the wall of the pool I obeyed the movement and pushed my legs on the underwater seat forcing me onto my knees pushing me down so I was spread against the seat. I pulled my hands out of the water and rest both them and my head on the edge of the pool. Before I even had the thought to get out the pressure wrapped around my legs pressing down hard on me and pushing on my back so I was pressed against the wall. I barely. "They're fighting again," she said, as if I didn't know."Yeah, they are," I said.She looked so much younger than her eighteen years, like a frightened girl wanting everything to be okay. I hated when she got like this, so unsure of her world and not even able to go to her parents for comfort. More to the point, I hated that there was nothing I could do about it other than providing a temporary illusion of security."Why can't they just... stop it?" she said."I don't know," I said.She took. My ability to keep my cock staying at attention through numerous orgasms really got her hot. And anybody who got April 'really hot' was in for some no holds barred, raw, lusty fucking. The look of fiery yearning in her dark eyes as she bounced that perfectly sculpted body up and down my cock was a staggering sight. Her pussy had an amazing amount of control. I used to watch shows in bars overseas where women would pick up stacks of coins with their pussies, then stand, do the splits and drop.