Both of them. She is a tall, slim brunette, small, perky tits, and the most sensous mouth you could possibly imagine. He's one of the prettiest men I'...e ever seen, blondish hair, regular build, good legs, and a cute butt.And I could hear them starting to walk up the stairs to the kitchen, to where I was standing. My head was pounding. I heard my wife say something like "Sweetie, I'm home! And we've got visitors! It's Ken and Sophie!". Feeling the panic rising, I still stood frozen. Only to make. A few licks, and confirmation that she was well lubricated was all the foreplay I had patience for!"It was terribly naughty of you to sit there letting me look up your skirt!" I said as I socketed my already rampant cock deep in my wife's pussy."Well it worked, didn't it?" she grunted, smiling as I wasted no time pummeling her cervix with my rock-hard shaft, "I've missed you, too, you know!"In all the times we've had sex, and all the games we've played, I had never simply FUCKED my lovely. I glanced up to her eyes and she was staring at me with a hint of a smile across her lips. “Something has changed,” she said. “I feel it too,” I responded, not sure if she was talking about our parents, or us. Perhaps they were the same thing. “Do you think I’m beautiful?” she asked, and she moved her hands down and around the curvature of her hips. I glanced over and caught her eye. “I think you’re gorgeous. We do look a lot alike, after all.” “Don’t joke. I’m serious!” “I’m not joking. But,. "Goddammit..." I sullenly trek downhill; past apartments, snow piles, black ice... Almost slipping on the black ice... Walking along the highway. Finally! Nearing the school, I turn down a side street, past residences with acres of lawn to each house. Coming upon a parking lot of what I remember as some kind of old person hospital, a small, dirty, white car slows next to me walking past the front entrance. The window rolls down, "You okay dude?" A middle aged, mildly attractive women asks..