” Tim said looking around without a concern that his cock was standing at full attention. “Mind if I go first? I’ll be wicked quick. It’s just...I was painting the kitchen all morning, fucking all afternoon, sweating in a camper, painting, fucking, sweating, it can make a girl messy.” Rachael joked. “Towels are in that closet.” I pointed. “And this unit holds only 30 gallons of water.” Tim and I stood and smiled at each other. Without breaking eye contact I sat on the couch lining my head up to. She searched with her hand and got my hand grabbing the iron pole. She tried to remove my hand from the pole but I tightly held the pole.The crowd of passengers smashed her with the pole from her behind and she hardly could keep balance. So she had to return her hand for grabbing the pole to keep balance. After few minutes I again rubbed her pussy with my fingers more roughly. This time she grabbed my hand and tried to pull from there. I moved and she released my hand, then I grabbed her hand. "Charlie, you're going to have to tell me what you mean. I'm not clairvoyant," I said, looking at the door, considering opening it."I saw you," came from the other side of the door."You saw what?" I asked, as if I didn't know what he had seen."You know." He was right. I knew exactly what he had seen and I hated myself for taking part in his mother's transgression."You're going to have to be more specific, Charlie," I said, hoping to draw it out of him. When he didn't answer I told him about our. They both lay naked in the bed and began making love to each other. They were obviously familiar with each others bodies. Carol said, " it’s bee so long fuck me”. Don replied, no honey, you’re going to suck my cock first. My wife groaned and said “you know I hate to do that, can’t you just fuck me“? Don said “No way honey, get down there and be a good girl, and suck that dick!! I was surprised by Don’s request. Why would Don want a blow job from Carol, she was absolutely the worst cocksucker on.