The last night in the house was spent packing up our stuff. That was when Mom said, “Things are going to change.” She said a mouthful.We threw our...stuff in a rented truck that some guy in Vermont had paid for. Then Mom headed in that direction. Along the way she talked to us about just how much things were going to change. We would be living in some kind of gated community or compound as she sometimes called it. Eventually she got around to telling us about the sex. She and Haley were to become. Hell, I never even became horny unless my husband played with my nipples and clit. It was cold and windy that Saturday morning in February. Ralph had left the night before to spend the weekend at the lake, ice fishing with his buddies. My husband’s name isn’t Ralph, but we’ll call him that. I mean, he doesn’t read erotica but his friend do and I don’t want to risk having one of them see these confessions and tell him about my nine-month horny period. No matter what I have done, I love him, I. She quickly dried herself and put on a clean t-shirt, but didn’t bother to put panties on, then headed downstairs. When Sharon entered her mother’s bedroom, Paula sat up in bed waiting for her. A small lamp on the nightstand had been turned on to its lowest setting. Paula had on a t-shirt and had put her hair in a ponytail. Sharon thought her mom looked pretty as she slipped in beside her and kissed her cheek.Sharon sat next to her mother, not knowing what to do next. The other night was. I started sucking her breast like a newborn. She was moaning heavily. I loved her nipples and the aroma of her cleavage. She opened my shirt and trousers and bow down to suck my dick. She naughtily smiled and said it much bigger than her husband’s and sucked it like a hungry child. She was an experienced lady and I loved it. I removed all her clothes and took her to bed. I glanced at her pussy which was hairy but smelled great. I inserted my middle finger inside and began fingering her. She was.