Keith’s wife was waiting for him in the driveway when he arrived. Her mother had been in an accident and broken her. Diana was going there for a f...w days to help out. “Call me if you need anything, cookies are on the table, I love you”, a kiss on the cheek and she was gone. Keith sat at the table eating a cookie letter in hand. He had expected his wife to be here, a protection against impropriety but that was gone. Visions of sweaty moaning bodies danced in Keith’s head, fantasies that. “It was nice talking to you.”She nodded. “Nice talking to you too.”After breakfast, I went back to the house to find everyone up and about. Well, I say that but actually, Mark was in the kitchen eating toast in his pyjamas while Imogen and Vanessa were getting ready to go out.“I need to get some things for tonight,” Vanessa said.“And you need her help?” I said nodding towards Imogen, which earned me another of her stupid question looks.“We’ll be back after lunch, then we’ll need you to clear. “Swollen or enlarged. As I removed my bra, I couldn’t help but notice your engorged cock,” Sarah said as she pressed her hand against the giant bulge in Mr. Wilson’s pants. “Oh… you noticed.”“How can I not. I’m not oblivious,” she said coyly, pointing to the word ‘oblivious’ on the handout.Mr. Wilson smiled, “I’m very impressed with you, Sarah. You deserve to be rewarded.” He swept all the papers to the floor with one broad stroke of his forearm, while lifting her petite frame onto his desk.. Her short chestnut curls tickled my ear tantalizingly. My right hand wasn’t able to capture all Elena’s heavier breast. Her body was slim too, but softer, molding itself against mine, all rounded curves, the warmth of a mature and confident woman teasing my senses. Her trimmed bush scraped my thigh as she shifted position, and her dark hair lay in an ebony drift across my chest. My cock was straining to reach my navel and their hands fluttering over it didn’t help my self-control at all. ‘Who.