That Saturday, hubby away, Mike at home and going fishing, I again took my sun oil, dark glasses, and wine cooler to the deck. This time I took an ext...a towel, just in case.Around 4:00 I heard Mike's truck in the driveway. A few minutes later he came onto the deck to tell me they didn't have very good luck. I glanced by him to the door but no Kent. Was I disappointed! I glanced up to Mike's bedroom window to see him looking at me. I said since his father was gone, maybe he should invite Ken to. ..might be a man who had fucked you, used your warm, soft, wet pussy for his own pleasure. Another orgasm washed over you, another wave of pleasure. You welcomed this one, surrendered to it completely. This cock fucking you was longer than its predecessors, but not so thick. The owner of the cock tried to probe your ass with his fingers, but being tied as you were made that difficult. You tried to raise your hips, to make it easier for him. You heard moaning noises and realized they were. The worst part was that the old man seemed to be completely captivated by the sight of her hot body.“Um, you look, uh, like a very healthy young woman,” gulped my dad, unable to pull his eyes away from her jiggling breasts. “But don’t forget, I’m old enough to be your father.”“Oh you two are such fuddy-duddies,” laughed Brittany, skipping away and jumping into the pool. I shook my head in resignation and went inside to change into my trunks. Then I went back outside and jumped into the pool. After resting in each other’s arms they perked up and started talking about various topics and finally returning to sex. “We have had a very satisfying session”. Said Patricia. “How about men having a session now for my entertainment”? She quickly removed herself to go take a seat on the chair to watch. Mel moved over to Doug and they started kissing. They kissed with deep lust for a long while until their cocks were stirring again and getting harder. Doug broke the kiss and moved to work on.