I want your body, I want to be inside you, I want to taste you. Jane, I want to fuck you. I know all about how you used to give it up in the past. Wel..., it’s time to do it again or Mike will see everything.”“What?! I don’t know what you’re talking about! Besides, you are married to my daughter, I could never in a million years do something like that to her!”“Don’t play games with me Jane. You know what I am talking about, how you let Tom fuck you so you could stay in that beautiful home or how. "Oh well," she muttered as she switched off the taps. "Just one more night, and then we are done with it for another few months."It was true that she did not relish these experiences; that the only real pleasure she gained from them was the chance to go out with her father and her sister; although last night had been something else again.She smiled as she remembered Laurie's jubilation the night before, when she made contact with that stag. "The kill is mine!" she had howled out to the night. Some athletes are just that much better than the others on the court and Michelle was one of those. I caught Michelle looking up at Kay and I, and I thought from that distance I could see a smile cross her face before her attention was drawn back to the action on the court. She was a good teammate, cheering on the younger players who at times struggled with Division I play. Still, every time I looked at her, I swear she would look at me. Maybe it was wishful thinking. After the game ended, we. I palmed my new mini pocket rocket and went after her clit with it. She screamed so loud she hurt my ears and came in a torrent of creamy white cum that seemed to go on and on. I licked and sucked her sweet juice, then crawled up to feed her cum to her off my tongue and fingers. We collapsed into each other’s arms and rolled back and forth on the bed with our lips locked together. A few minutes later, we got up and headed for the shower. They would be waiting for us and I only hoped that I.