My arms were holding her in the same way Carlotta would like to be held in sleep. A small part of my mind noted with amusement that I didn't feel guil...y at all. I felt that Carlotta would be happy for me. I fell asleep by A'moth's side, caressing her breasts and feeling the rise and fall of her breathing.It was in the dead of night that I woke up. I was in a strange state, relaxed and excited, awake and asleep, in control and driven... I noticed a faint odor. It was alluring... very alluring.... The noise cut off and it was quiet as a tomb again.The three teens stood, stock still, watching the stranger watching the house.After what seemed like an interminable time, there was the sound of a truck motor starting, revving up and pulling away. Mister Smith turned his head toward the newly cleared driveway and then turned his body and began walking down to the gate.Silent shadows flicked from tree to tree ... three shadows ... as the teens cut through the forest on a soft carpet of dead,. That that kind of appetite wasn't normal. But she had been in control all those times. She had learned her husband's limits... if his amazing stamina could be called limiting... and had thrilled in pushing both their bodies to incredible peaks of pleasure.So yes, Stacy could be wild and demanding in her need for sexual gratification but what had just happened... it was crazy! What she had just done to these two strangers, the way she had attacked them and demanded satisfaction from them just. Well what do you think she asked again. Hang on a second I need to allow the blood to get back up to my brain I said. She slapped at me and she you pervert. Me? a pervert? I laughed, who's getting all dolled up so she can have sex with multiple partners? She said my hair looks like shit don't it? I love your hair in bangs I told her. No the color, it needs to be lighter. It is true blonds get more cock she said, I answered I thought they had more fun. She said what's more fun than lots of.