And that was it. To anyone reading her diary, it might as well be a shopping list. She had her diary in front of her, cross-legged on her futon, whil... a naked woman lay on her front beside her. Amy was smoking a cigarette, while her fibre-tip pen hovered over the blank paper. It was a fresh page, and she always kept a diary on unlined, unheaded pages, so she could get several days’ entries on one page. In the bathroom, she could see a hairy, bare arse where a man was washing semen off his. Robert was my second husband and Edward was my stepson. A year ago, something happened between Edward and me and after that, we never felt comfortable around each other. Edward was a good-looking young guy, and I was an average hot woman but may be the hottest woman in my stepson’s dreams. My husband was never around me to satisfy my sexual needs. Robert was good at sex, he fucked me hard, but only when he wanted to fuck me, not when I needed him. He cared more about his work while my. We both jumped on the bed, and she ended up on top, straddling me. "How do we keep ending up like this," I laughed.We made out for a few minutes until she broke the kiss and said, "I know I said you could cum in my ass, but my pussy needs some attention first." With that she climbed up and straddled my face, holding onto he headboard. I grabbed her thighs and went straight to working her clit.Eating pussy is something I LOVE doing, but don't get to do often. My wife has a mental block about. I told her I was happily lesbian. She smiled and said she has guessed I was! We talked a little longer before I said I needed to sleep. I walked with Anya to the door and, just as I took hold of the handle, she slipped her hand between my legs, rubbing me over my shorts and asked if she could stay. Getting over the immediate shock and feeling decidedly aroused I agreed.We undressed and climbed into my bed, which really wasn't designed for two people. Anya was quite aggressive and her hand.