.. looks like she could be m-my older sister,” Lynette finally said after quietly examining the freeze-framed image on the screen. “Her hair is a ...ittle blonder than mine and her face is a bit older looking ... more mature I would say, but, uh ... her eyes, teeth, nose ... heck, everything about her face, is identical to mine ... Ooh God! She ... she even has my big puffy nipples and a birthmark under her right nipple. See?”Lynette quickly pulled down her bra cup, which covered her right breast. The night before our flight i couldn`t sleep as i hate flying and the best way to get me sleepy is to tug one off so i sneaked downstairs and put a dvd in my laptop of amature anal,did my dirty need and dozed off,the next morning we flew out for two weeks of glorious sunshine.On returning Bob and Carole,Viv`s mum and dad,picked us up from the airport and when we got home we told them of our holiday,i noticed how much Corole had taken to me,she used to hate me but now was being very nice to. Nope! Come on; give me a feel of your titties.”Before I could reply, he pulled off my towel and it dropped to the floor. I leaned against the countertop as he fastened his mouth around my nipple.“No, I’m going to be late for work, oooh, maybe, ooh, okay, a quickie then.” The now familiar feeling spread down my chest to my pussy as his fingers sought out the entrance to my vagina.He licked his fingers and rubbed my clit hard. His hardness pressed against my leg and those large testicles of his. This was no turn-on for my conservative, sexually repressed wife, of course. But the mental images I conjured up of old men jacking off while she bent over, leaned down or was careless with her skirt when she stooped ... well, let’s just say I knew what my ultimate turn on would be. My favorite fantasy, even before we were married, was to think about another man, or several men, wedging their cocks up my tiny wife’s cunt or down her throat. Oh, I wrestled with some guilt, alright. I mean, I was.