I open it up and sat at the top was a pair of blue satin panties that had been worn by Anna. I pulled them out and put the panties to my nose and smel... Anna's stale pussy juice. The exotic smell of Anna's pussy had made me fully swollen, my cock bulging against the material of the panties I was wearing. I was about to taste the dried pussy juice when a voice brought me to my senses."What the bloody hell is going on here?! What the fuck are you doing dressed in my clothes". It was Anna! She must. The Saturday after Valentine's Day was like most weekends had been in the past year; Martha and I basically avoided each other. Only this weekend, Martha was nagged by an undefined fear.Sure, she was plenty pissed that I had seemingly forgotten about Valentine's Day, but she contained her anger, offset by her fear that this was a sign of some major medical issue that needed to be diagnosed and corrected.After talking to our son Dan on Friday night, Martha just lay low Saturday, keeping out of. ” His voice lowered in volume a bit as he licked the same thumb and stared deep into me. I couldn’t stop my mouth from growing wetter but managed to swallow my desires. “You just getting off?” Those words forced a slight giggle out of me.“Yeah I’m in the laundry department here. It’s been a crazy night.” He nodded and walked back over to the truck. I followed like a lost puppy.“It is the weekend and all. I bet you get overwhelmed down there.” He started to move one of the kegs out and I grabbed. Once inside the room, he was like pulling my sari away and tearing my blouse. Oh I really enjoyed that. He grabbed me from my back, while I was running away from him (playfully) and cupped my breasts and squeezed them hard till I screamed in pain. He had undressed himself and we both were naked animals. His erected penis was touching my buttocks and back.“Hey do not put it there, I mean in ass.” I feared if he will fuck my ass hole, as I had read in some stories, I knew some men want that. He.