She went back to bed after getting her coffee. I started to tidy up a bit and got the washing together. I picked up her dress and panties from the nig...t before. It was then I noticed some damp patches near the hem line. I checked her panties, my god, they weren't just damp, they had some guys cum in them. I felt sick! I was angry and yet sick. And yet also, just a little, excited. I'd never told my wife about my fantasy of seeing her with another man. She would have thought I was sick for. "She smiled at him. "Don't you say the nicest things?" Well, it's true," he replied."Okay. Now... but what if... what if I told you that I want... what your parents have?" Collette... you're sounding a lot like my mom," he said suspiciously. She gave him an enigmatic smile, but said nothing. "Have you been talking to my mother about this stuff?" Bobby, you just have to accept the fact that there will always be things you don't know or understand about women," she said teasingly. "Especially. My sister, Jenna, was two years older, she was a senior that year and was to graduate at the end of the school year. She was really quite pretty with shoulder-length brown hair which was always shiny and glistening. She's several inches shorter than I am, at five-five, and was trim and nice. I'd looked at her bras and knew that she's 34-B which seemed perfect for her overall size. She was in my room one night, looking at some pictures I'd taken and as she sat in front of my computer clicking on. I tell her I want to see her ass again and bend over. She does without pause, and I enjoy the sight of her pretty pussy and ass in my face, and then slide my rock hard cock back into her hot, wet, perfect pussy. This is where I became addicted to big girls. With every thrust into her, it would send a ripple through her ass and make it shake. I've never seen anything so beautiful in my life! I'm pounding away watching her sexy ass shake, and enjoying her moans of delight, and hear faintly my.