"It was so then," he acknowledged, "but that was because of my illness. Now it will be better if I take time to become fully well before beacon is act...vated. And there is other thing..."He didn't go on, but even so I picked up a vague sense of ... unease? Maybe even a little stronger, like a kind of concern that he might not be fully welcomed back when they came to get him. Or that maybe they wouldn't even want to come? It wasn't clear, but there was something there that didn't feel right.But. That day Steve wasn’t home leaving Bazza and Helen alone all day, They became really close laughing, joking, really it was just Helen wanted to suck his big cock, the good housewife was turning into a cock slut. Later that day Steve returned with some bad news or so he fought, he was having to spend a weekend away in London leaving Helen and Bazza alone, Helen acted angry but she knew it could be a good thing, Bazza to wasn’t to concerned by Steve’s weekend away. Soon it was that day and he. As I reached to the opening of her vulva, it was bit difficult to force my penis in. I was feeling bit pain as my fore skin of my penis was slipping down. Then with one hard jerk to the back of my body, she put my entire penis in her vulva. I was having pain. I told her that I am feeling pain. She told me to lie down. She removed my T-shirt from my body. Both of us were naked, feeling sweet touch of bodies. I grabbed her both boobs and started squeezing them. She was urging me to press it hard.. I tiptoed into the kitchen and found nothing out of place. It wasn't until I walked down the hall that I heard anything out of the ordinary. It sounded as if someone was taking a shower! I turned the knob and cracked the door open. A cloud of fragrant steam hit me in the face, fogging my glasses.I pulled my head back and took them off. I'm mildly nearsighted so the picture was still a bit foggy. I could see shadows behind the shower curtain. There was somebody in our shower! I'd never heard of.