. naked.Frank had picked out a nice bottle of wine to sit in the tub and relax with. Cindy liked wine preferably anyway, and I was happy to see Frank ...efilling her glass. Usually she nursed a single glass of wine in one sitting, so obviously even in this respect she was letting her hair down a little. We quickly polished off that bottle, and Frank poured my wife yet a third glass, which she gratefully accepted before sitting back as it happened between Frank and Shelly. The 'game-plan' had been. Both were still nude.By the time I sat at the kitchen table I had a prominent erection that both saw. They made three sandwiches and I devoured mine as I stared at their tits.I had already devoured my sandwich and was waiting on the women to give me an opportunity to escape but they were comparing notes on their fucks and had decided that they needed to switch. They were still in conversation when Aunt Meg sat on the table directly in front of me and presented her pussy to me. Her foot gently. As I knelt between her legs she reached down between us again My cock was sticky and her pussy was all gooey with my come. She didn't seem to care as she guided my cock to her pussy. I looked down between us I saw that her petticoat was raised above her hips and I could see the deep crease from her navel to the hairline of her hairy pussy.She had her eyes closed, with her left forearm across her temple. Her right hand was rubbing my hip area up and down as I pushed my cock into her. Every time. You don't have any experience, so you won't even be making a lot of money for selling your soul. All I want is your body. But let me be clear...you wouldn't be my whore. I would own your body. You'll get plenty of time to borrow it to pursue your art, and do what you want on your time, but I would own it. And I intend to use it pretty hard.'She smiled wryly, 'So, what...you'll fuck me when and where you want. That is pretty close to how it was when we were dating.''I will certainly fuck you.