She and her husband Rick had moved there one month before the baby had come.Often Meg would take the baby out in her basket to a shady area in back.Sh... would put the infant girl on a table.She could relax in a lawn chair until the baby woke for her noon feeding.Pat Philips would join her bringing cokes or glasses of tea and they would chat, that is Pat would chatter and Meg would listen.Pat was married to a guy who worked for an advertising company and he was late getting home most nights. Pat. She was so close, wanting to cum all over his throbbing cock, but she knew if she came without his word he would stop and leave, leaving her frustrated, angry, and guilty for letting him down. She calmed, she tried to think of anything other than the cock pushing against the neck of her womb.“Good girl” Sir purred into her ear, he withdrew his cock and rolled her onto her back, with her legs hanging over the end of the bed, to which he tied them to the end posts of her bed. Exposing her pussy,. Wishing to wait no longer, I grabbed his swollen head and guided it to my dripping cunt. With a growl he shoved forward to the hilt, bringing a surprised shout from me. Worry lined his face as his fear became known. He was afraid he had hurt me. A smile spread across my face at his loving kindness, but I didn't want him to stop. I wiggled my hips, driving my hot walls against his hard pillar, and soon he was mine. He immediately took over the motion, thrusting deep inside, only to pull almost. They were like a couple of wide eyed boys, John's enthusiasm I could understand, but my husband's, was like he had discovered a new sexual deviancy he enjoyed.I got up and stood before both of them, 'Right, let me get this straight, you both want me to flash this man'?They both remained silent, so I continued, 'Naked', and I could see John's face go ashen, and my husbands eyes sparkle, as he looked at Johns reaction, so I concluded, 'Cool', and I started to walk to the bedroom, when John called.