“Sorry Mom, but you do look super sexy in that dress,” I said taking a step towards her in the water. “Why, thank you, honey. It's new.” She ...ooked down at her body and ran her hands over the tight fabric clinging to her hips. She glanced back up at me with a knowing smile.I felt my cock stir despite the brisk temperature of the pool. “Why don’t you take it off and come in for a swim?” She paused for a second, not sure how to respond. “I don’t want to get wet.”“Really? You seem like you. Eventually she wriggled free and lay on her back, legs spread wide open. I lay beside her and rubbed her wet pussy with my hand, my cock stood completely upright as hard as it could possibly be. She wrapped her hand around it and wanked me off as I continued to pleasure her with my hand, slipping 4 and even 5 fingers into her now loose hole as she begged for me to frig her harder. Suddenly she leant down to my cock and devoured every last inch with her mouth. She sucked and sucked and as she. Her sphincter tightened about him, practically choking the neck of his pulsating penis but he waited patiently for her to adjust to his girth, all the while whispering reassurances to help her relax. The pain steadily dissipated, giving way to pure pleasure. She soon grew accustomed to the strange bulky stinging sensation in her ass, and as the line between pleasure and pain faded away he began to fuck her ass deeper until his bullocks began to slap against her pussy sending ripples after. Were the pair of them part of a local doggers group, heading off to take part in a Christmas group session? Crap. This was my wife. She’d NEVER do anything like that. But that’s what I’d thought 15 years earlier when my first wife had dropped her bombshell on me that she’d slept with a friend of ours. After the dust had settled on that little lot, I’d realised that anyone, regardless of how well you thought you knew them, was capable of doing anything. So how could I now be convinced that Jayne.