But no work to distract me. Katryn would be doing some joinery during the morning and perhaps the early afternoon. Mid morning, tidying the garden, an... an unexpected, not entirely welcome visitor.Brenda, my ex-wife.“Harry ... can I talk to you?”I looked at her; long, and steadily.“I can’t think that there’s anything to say,” I said, “but I’m ready for a cup of coffee, if you’d like some.”I ushered her into the kitchen, looking at her as objectively and dispassionately as I could. She was always. I reached for Will and he was already hard. I reached back to touch MJ and began stroking her leg. Each touch of her even through the heavy cloth of her jeans made me tingle inside and I could not wait to stroke her bare skin. The conversation during the drive was strained, we didn’t want her to feel coerced, we had to be sure this was her idea and that she didn’t feel pressured by our constant advances. This was my best girlfriend and we also needed to be sure the friendship wasn’t going. She took off her top and bra, her tits looked better than I thought, about a "c" cup. She had nice tan lines. She said I had to wear a rubber and I told her no as I was paying good money for this and I wanted to enjoy her, she agreed and she knelt down and took my semi hard dick into her mouth. It got to rock hard status quickly and she removed her jeans and panties and got on the bed. Her body looked better than I had expected, she had a nice light brown bush, not too thick and petite frame.. ' 'I want a real cock Mistress.''I know you do you little slut. I bet you'd like two of them; one in your cunt and another stuffed in your pretty mouth,' Her thrusts were getting deeper and deeper now, each one sliding over my prostate.'Yes Mistress.''I want to see you do it sissy. I want to see them cover you in their cum.' With that she started thrusting deep, her breathing getting ragged. 'You can be a little fuckdoll.' 'Yes please Mistress.' She pulled out, 'Turn over.' I turned over,.