‘Whatever it takes, I guess.’ We made several more rounds before Kylie lost her remaining cash and took a large pull at the wine glass next to her... She reached behind her and unsnapped her brassiere. She shrugged out of it and tossed it to Shane. ‘I would have settled for your shorts,’ Shane told her. ‘Fuck it,’ Kylie said. ‘I know you’ve been wanting to look at my tits.’ Shane handed her a $500 bill. ‘I believe my bride is getting a little smashed,’ I commented. ‘A little horny, too, I hope,’. But right now it was me. Privately. Secretly. Alone in the office to share.I gave up on practice, though. I wanted him inside. I might still get chances after, but this moment felt more urgent. Change was coming for him. Change we had talked about, encouraged. Change his wife encouraged. Having him again felt imperative.I looked up, his cock in my hand. I stroked it as I rose on my knees to kiss him. He used his hands to encourage me up. He pried off his shoes and stepped out of his pants, then. Aaahhh....." She screamed out.Bob knew that he could not take it much longer as Kimberly's big ass was gyrating on his dick in the painful way."I AM THROUGH WITH YOU PRINCESS!" he shouted."Oh baby, not in my ass. Let me take you... Ahhh! I want to taste you... Aaahhh!"Bob pulled his cock from her ass and quickly dispensed with the well-used rubber. Kimberly rolled over and bob pulled her face into his ready to explode cock. Her mouth opened and he shoved his dick in her mouth.She wrapped her. "I didn't need to worry about anybody looking at me and detecting how I felt about Aunt Wendy for at least fifteen minutes. All attention was on her. Everybody there wanted to ask questions, but being polite was a pillar of culture in our family. There was an extended strained silence as Dad dished out turkey and bowls were passed. I had plenty of time to work out my plan. Now all I needed was an opening.Finally Wendy just started talking to her sister like they were alone. She confessed to.