So a perfect life you might think but I had a burning desire to see Sheryl screwed by someone else we talked about it every time we fucked, both of us...cumming when we talked abt it, but we both agreed it was only a fantasy afterwards.Our oldest son was 18 and played a lot of football, he had a tournament in Essex one weekend and another one in Cumbria the weekend after where we were expected to put up some of the opposition players in our house. So the first weekend we had vigorous sex all over. I used his cock to push his spunk into my mouth. It was such lewd behaviour and I loved doing it. He loved it too, he was grinning like a Cheshire cat.He eventually got off me and I started to straighten myself on the sofa. He sat on the sofa, and I looked at him and stood up. I used the napkin that came with the coffee to wipe my face clean and then I threw it at him. I massaged his spunk into my breasts and replaced my bra over them and did up some of the buttons. I straightened my skirt in. They stripped naked and went to the sofa, he pushed her forward holding her waist rammed his thick cock into her from behind. He grabbed her bum tightly making red marks on it as her fucked her hard. She buried her face into the backrest cushion and surrendered to him. As he continued to fuck her steadily he reached in front to fondle her boobs she was already on her second orgasm and he could feel her pussy tighten around his cock. Her juices flowed out of her dripping down her legs and around. I would walk around, check out the videos but ultimately would go into a video booth where I would watch what I wouldn't dare to bring home. What I didn't realize at the time was that a seed had been planted that over the years silently grew in my mind.Getting married, getting busy and having a daughter brought all that to a screeching halt as my time was taken up fully with the responsibilities of work, doing things around the house and making sure the girls were taken care of.It was our job.