He smiled at me and said, "Good, we can get the party started and your husband can join us when he gets here" Remembering that you wanted so badly to ...ee me getting fucked by another guy, I agreed.I dropped the towel on the floor and walked over to where he stood, reached out and started rubbing his dick through his shorts. He stood there letting me rub him for a couple of minutes and then he looked me in the eyes and said, "Out of all the girls I have been with, I have never found one that. ”“Brenda, I am sure you can think of something. I surewant a pic of you and show me some of that sexy body.” (AdProvider = window.AdProvider || []).push({"serve": {}});I blushed, and said, “Oh Zak, its not that good.”I went home and was thinking of what I could do. Ifound one of my college son’s old football helmets andsome mirrored eyeshades and put them on and looked inthe mirror and decided that no one would recognize mewearing the helmet and shades. I. ” “Oh, yes, pet, remember, it was you who begged for this.” She screamed as strong fingers grasped her nipples, twisting and turning them, her legs being parted, lifted over shoulders as a skilled tongue invaded her cum filled pussy, lapping playfully within her so that she hardly noticed the absence of fingers filling her ass. “What is it you want more than anything, my pet?” “For you to fuck me.” She whispered desperately. “Good girl.” She felt the mushroom shaped head of his cock,. She probably came at least three times, maybe even five.Just as she was regaining her senses she felt him move on to the bed in front of her. Looking up she knew from the almost glazed expression in his eyes what was going to happen. Her son was going to fuck her. Making each other cum as they had was one thing, this was crossing the forbidden line once and for all.“Be sure,” she said to herself, but out loud, “be sure it’s what you want.”Mark clearly didn’t hear. He was lost in a fog of lust.