As if in a dream, I stood and walked out the screen door to her. I wore only a pair of ragged, worn swimming trunks, and my cock tented it out in fron... of me. Shirley stepped right up close to me, caressing my aching erection through my swimming trunks. She leaned in to kiss me, pressing her soft, dark breasts into my chest. “I saw you watching me, watching me fuck my husband. Did you watch his thick cock in my pussy? Did you wish it was your aching, hard cock in my soft pussy? Hmm?” So I. Feel free to wait in his office if youlike.” I nodded and headed back down the hallway to John’s office. I sat down in the high-backed leather chair behind his deskand considered how to best use this time alone. I had simply beenplanning on surprising him with a visit, although given my clothing,it was definitely surprise with sexual possibility. I was wearing ashort red and black plaid skirt, black stockings and heels, and ablack shirt that showed off my round breasts quite nicely.. You’re out fucking prostitutes because I won’t let you stick that cock of yours up my ass. I have let you do it a few times and I have never enjoyed it. What I have always asked for was for you to go down on me. I love oral sex. I’ll suck your cock if you’ll do me first.”Then Mom turned to me and asked, “Does your hooker do women too?”I said, “I’ll ask her and Mom, you can get her for free. I’ll set it up. Dad you’ll have to pay double from now on.”I gave it a moments thought and said, “Better. She didn’t want to get Gwen’s sheets covered with chocolate, but the cold was almost too much to bear. Gwen leaned over and began licking between Beth’s legs, the cold ice cream and her hot tongue making Beth squirm and groan. The ice cream began to melt, sending small rivers of chocolate down between her legs. She felt Gwen’s tongue try to catch it all, and writhed on the bed in pleasure.Not wanting Gwen to have all the fun, she reached into the bowl and dribbled a spoonful of ice cream.