"Look at her baby," I crooned to my wife. "She's fucking gorgeous, and I told you what I wanted to do to her. And you know what...? The dirty little s...ut loved it! She creamed all over my cock so many times, she even came when I fucked her tight little arse, squirted all over me! I guess she's just like her big sister." I finished.Hearing my words and feeling the shame of her action, Mona broke down into pitiful sobs again, her bundle of clothes held against her naked body dropped to the floor. Without another word I rolled onto my mothers body, my rampant tool slid into her and with a groan she raised her hips to meet with my engorged thrusting cock. We began to dance, in and out went that shaft , her hips lifting perfectly too meet each thrust, it was perfect, automaticall, our minds in top gear, as we banged at one another, there was no conscious thoughts, it just happened, we even got faster more urgent, more intense, the roller coaster car reached the top, them paused before the. Six-foot-three, easy. Built, too, but not like those weird gym dandies who get so over-muscled they look like Michelin Men. Guy had just the right bulges -- in all the right places, as he proved when he finally peeled off his Speedo.Paula had been watching him watching her, and she took personal credit for the condition of his cock when it bounced into view.Since she felt responsible for his erection, it seemed only right that she take care of it for him. Elbowing that tramp Lucy aside, Paula. She looked at what she had. There was a white corset with stockings in which she always felt confident. The last time she wore it was last December. That time she went sans panties, straddled her guy and had a wonderful orgasm. Yes, this was the outfit for tonight. After the fastest shower of her life she put on the outfit. Looking at herself in the full-length mirror she was perhaps too constructive in her opinion but still, felt as sexy as ever. Glancing at her answering machine she saw there.