“I want to watch you while I eat breakfast.’I climb up and open my legs so they can both see my pussy as my fingers go in and out. I am so turned ...n, my pussy makes a squelching sound as my fingers disappear into me.Donna starts laughing. ‘My god you are so horny. You really do love being my slave don’t you?’All I can do is nod. My body will not let me lie, it is there right in front of them. So much pussy juice.‘Right now, I want you to play with your clit, keep rubbing it until I tell you to. She loomed closer to me, her eyes boring into mine. Then she smiled. Her skin rippled again. Her body changing, growing grotesque. Her hand wrapped around my cock became hard, covered in spiny hairs. Mandibles burst out of her jaws while her eyes became faceted onyxes. Through the lust, revulsion swelled through me as the spider-thing loomed over me.A part of me wanted to fuck it still. To ram my cock into her. Her mandibles opened as they surrounded my throat. I felt their sharp pricks. I. Stepping into the hot stream of water, she let the torrents massage over her nakedness for several minutes. Then she picked up the bar of soap and began sudsing.Within their home, the weekend seemed so far away now, almost like a dream. It had happened so fast. First Jace and Melinda, then Phil and herself, then all of them in a weekend of non-stop sex, occasionally broken by a run down the slopes. Even when skiing, the foursome had managed to find a secluded spot and managed a quickie or two. By the end of the night, I'd shot a load into her mouth, which she swallowed, and then she gave up her motherly-pussy on the shag, living room carpet. From that night forward, we got together as often as we could. It never bothered me that she had a husband. We shared the same woman. He fucked his wife. So what. My joy in Tammy was in her body and in that tight pussy of hers.She didn't love John. That was clear. She used him to keep a roof over her kid's heads. Our relationship was less.