I looked down watching my wife eat Lisa's pussy as I reached out to play with Lisa's tits as she sucked me. I then watched my wife reaching for someth...ng under the covers and then she pulled out a double headed dildo. I though WOW this will be fun to watch them two grind on this together. My wife pushed one head into Lisa's pussy and then she took the other head while working the one in and out of Lisa's pussy and placed it in her mouth. My wife was sucking on it and then using her mouth to. Pam sensed that and sat next to me. She thanked me for all the support that I provided and treasured my friendship and the fact that I never helped with selfish motives. I told her that I would continue supporting her and she could always count me and I had to leave. She asked me to wait a bit and then leave.She said she could not thank me enough and she wanted to thank me in a different way for all the help that I provided. The spaghetti strap on her left shoulder slipped and her dress went. “Oh yeah, just like that,” Tom said, enjoying the show I was putting on for him. I watched as his cock pulsed and twitched in his hand. As it glistened in the kitchen light, I secretly hoped he would cum on us. But as soon as mom loosened her grip on my head, he let go of mom and pulled me to my feet. She went right to work on his cock, without any instruction. Like I said. A complete slut. He sent me to my room, and I walked up the stairs on wobbly legs. I collapsed on my bed, my pussy aching. She was, he guessed, her late sixties, and was striking rather that classically beautiful but had both class and sex appeal in spades. That was in itself a particularly apt metaphor as she turned out to be a rabid and apparently very good bridge player who arranged two or three tables in the restaurant every other afternoon for those who were similarly inclined. This was certainly of no assistance to Mex who suffered from what he termed “contract dyslexia”, a kind of blind spot with regard to.