As our room is next to the bath room I suddenly heard a soft moan. Wondering what on earth or who I glanced round the door instead of just entering an... was taken aback! Chris lay on her back totally stark naked as Sarah kissed her big titties as she fingered my daughter,s hairy snatch! I suffered mixed emotions and found myself taking my cock out to rub as my wife continued to feast on my daughter,s magnificent mammary glands while getting her fingers coated in pussy juices. Eventually Sarah. I cleaned myself again and left the shower after several minutes. I was greeted by another drink, some bits of food, and her wearing the sexiest boy shorts and bra I’ve ever seen. We mingled for a bit and she started telling me about guys she’d fucked in the past and the dirty thing she’s done in the hopes of turning me on. It was working.Her stories got dirtier and kinkier and I began to get harder as I heard her slutty stories. My cock was springing to life as I lay there naked on the couch.. "Please, no more questions," she begged. "Just fuck me!"A few nights later I'd been out having a few beers. Not really being a drinking man I was in quite a happy mood when I got home. I poured myself a large whiskey then sat and reflected on things. My wife was going to make me work for every detail. But why? How did I really feel about my wife performing for these other men? Wonder if she had others as well? Or was it true anyway. I remembered what I'd heard in the garden. I knew that much. We played our tango while she sat down on my crotch. She didn’t permit me entrance yet. Her slow grinding along the length of my shaft gave her mind time to debate her next sensual torture to my body. She was not one to act fully on impulse, she liked to plan her actions strategically. The grinding stopped suddenly. She got off and turned around, her wet shaved pussy in my face. I heard only a few words, something about earning my reward. I was guessing this was no ordinary 69. I had to earn my.