I took out my phone and put it into video mode and started to record.I watched as the guy who was balls deep in her pussy slide his cock out at a nice...slow easy pace fuck he was hung like a horse, easy 9 inch and a good girth I zoomed in with the phone and could see his unprotected cock slide out covered in her juice she was obviously loving it and then slide deep into her again, the other guy wasn’t as big but still fucking substantial and he was just knelt on the bed and my wife and the other. He was a slender but muscular manfrom years of hard labor of tending to the soil.60-year-old Bernice standing on the steps of the cellar said, "Fred, Iknow you are worried but I don't want to lose you in this storm."Fred looked at Bernice with a haggard look and went down into the cellarwith Bernice. Inside the cellar, Fred stood there in his fadedWranglers and Wranglers Brushpopper shirt and his well-worn boots and hiswell broken in straw Stetson hat.From inside the cellar, they could hear. . Jack," Lisa shouts each word on every forward thrust of my cock. Her voice is shaky and she's panting, as I continue to hammer into her relentlessly. I can feel my climax building and I'm holding back as long as I can, hoping Lisa is getting close. I keep up the furious pace; driving my cock into her sopping, wet pussy. Finally, I can't hold it. I slam into her as hard as I can, pulling her hips against me and shooting my load deep into her snug little love canal. Lisa grinds her ass against. Fortunately, she would wrangle her kids and be out the door herself before I needed to go to my bus stop and trusted me to lock up when I left each day. That left me forty-five minutes to jerk off like an Olympian! As Barb left, she'd say something snarky, like don't do anything I wouldn't do and wink. I was still in denial that she knew how she affected me and that she was the subject of most of my masturbatory fantasies. I'd blush and tell her I wouldn't.As soon as I saw her car pull out of.