And the words fall on deaf ears. He is running his hands through my hair and groaning aloud. I pull him up to kiss me. I press, ‘I want you. Now’ ...gainst his lips. He moves me, pulls off the cotton whites I have on and I pull his pants off one leg at a time. He leans back, strong hands wrapped around my waist and starts to lower me onto him. This can’t be happening. Should I stop should I should I should I…I feel the tip part the folds of over wet flesh. I tell myself there is no going back. I. My husband was home. Not sure what to do me quickly pulled my hands from their trunks and extracted my nipples from their mouths. They both let out sighs of disappointment, but I wasn’t sure what my husband would do if he saw us this way. We hastily left the hot tub and went into our separate rooms. Like usual, my husband was on his computer. He didn’t even notice that I walked into the room almost naked and completely horny from the tryst in the hot tub. I asked him how his day was and he. Yeah, yeah, I've heard it all before. This is an argument I'm never going to win so let's just agree to disagree, shall we?OK, so I take a few days off to fly back to Pittsburgh and stay with Mom. Dad's in an extended care facility with advanced Alzheimer's so he's blissfully ignorant of all the claptrap surrounding his late brother-in-law's demise. The house is jam-packed with relatives because Uncle Vlad (as in Vlad the Impaler) was pretty much thought of as the family patriarch. And stinkin'. It was our job to entertain whenever someone came over toyour great big house after all.You put your phone away and motion for us to get closer before asking,"Why don't my two favourite girls put on their show for me now thatthey're all better?" and without hesitation, I turned to face Mommyand began to grind against her and kissing her. After a few moments ofour foreplay, you stand up and walk behind Mommy before hiking up herdress and shoving your engorged cock into her sopping, wet cunt..