However, Bill, she knew, would not approve. He would not even permit her to see him naked in their bedroom, with him changing into pyjamas in the adjo...ning bathroom before he joined her. Whilst their lovemaking remained intense in the bedroom, elsewhere, she sadly knew, her husband was a prude and lacking now in libido despite her attempts to ... encourage him, which he appreciated. Her children though ... well, they adored naturism too and were intelligent enough not to tell their father, nor. Besides the table were sitting his father and both of his sisters. His mother, Joanne, was cooking breakfast. Tom looked at her. As always, she was wearing mini bathrobe whitch was covering only her beautiful ass. Her long, full, dark skin, catwalk diva legs were exposed to everyone in the kitchen. Tom could not take his eyes of his mother.After greeting his family, Tom sat besides the table. He checked his pants pocket. There was an Iphone. He had a plan today, or better to say, it was his. I wasn’t paying attention.”“Bernadette okay?”“Yeah. We’ve got a ringer there. I didn’t know she had any self-defence training.”They didn’t have to wait too long for officialdom to arrive. Two constables on cycles, followed a minute or so later by a squad car carrying a male sergeant and a young, female, officer. The two first arrivals cuffed the two assailants.“Now then, Missus Smythe. Care to tell us what happened?”“Yeah. The Skipper there, Bill Sanders, came to my place for supper with those. Mel began to move faster, and one of his hands traveled from Joe’s thigh to his pulsing cock. Mel began to pump Joe’s hard cock, fast. His muscular ass flexing repeatedly as he pounded Joe’s asshole, his hand moving faster and faster, squeezing Joe’s cock, the camera now whirring in the hallway, trying to get very shot – it’s a wonder that no one burst in on them in this little scene, with all the activity and noise. All at once, Joe’s body seized, and he cried out into a pillow as he shot cum.