We eat and drink and chat comfortably about the usual things, where are you from? What do you do for a living? Etc. He tells me he’s always lived in...London (same as me) and he used to share a flat with a friend who has just got engaged and wants to move his fiancée in so he moved here a few weeks ago. He’s a photographer and artist (I like that), 26, never married and no children. I tell him I own by own little bookshop but leave out that I haven’t opened it up hardly at all since Tom left.. ' However there was a part of me that hadalmost enjoyed what had just happened, it was certainly flattering.'He wasn't coming onto me anyway, was he? He was coming onto Samantha,just what I'm dressed up as.' I said huffily.'But that is you baby!' Natalie said. 'You're not just somebody dressedup, it really suits you. You look great!''Alright, can we drop it now?' I said. I was feeling really confused.'Sorry Sammy,' Natalie said. 'I get a bit carried away. But this issuch a blast! You've got to. "Here, let me get a little more comfortable." I wiggled my ass back and forward causing his dick to move around inside me more. As I was riding my son's dick, I looked over at my husband. Mike was still pushing his dick in me as hard as he could. "If only he knew. Here I am naked, fucking my son with my husband right next to me. "How soon do you think we can visit Mike after he settles in his dorm?" Well with my work load it's going to be hard to get away, but it's not that long of a drive, you. More she was just settling into a position. She slumped back further, and gazed absently at the screen. I nearly jumped out of my kimono (or, at least part of me did) when Lissa wrapped her left hand casually over my ankle, and I saw that the right was neatly tucked under the blanket, lapward.None of us were going to be able to say what movie it was we'd watched, come morning. I was certain of that much.I began to contemplate doing something truly audacious ... I had the cover of the blanket,.