You could barely see your hand in front of your own face the night was that dark. Hayley took her coat off, then removed her top. She wasn't wearing a...bra at all! That's when it hit me that this was all premeditated by her. She puts her tops in her bag and slides her coat back on walks up to me and kisses me passionately. "I want you to take me hard in those bushes over there, I want to feel your cock slamming me hard." She whispered pulling my now solid cock out again. Without a second thought. I guess I need to explain that last remark. Samantha was a total and complete knockout, a perfect ten, and in today’s language a MILF. In other words Samantha was a fucking wet dream. If she was coming with us I wanted to go to a water park, a nude beach, or a long walk in a warm light rain. Well the nude beach was out of the question and the warm summer rain only happened once but it was a memory that would last for a lifetime. Samantha’s white T-shirt and white bra got soaked, right to her. There wasn't much for Bret going on for the remainder of the week. Bret was starting to look forward to his Saturday dinner date with Sally. He wondered what she had in store for him. She had a way of surprising him with some of the things she did or suggested.His phone rang on Thursday afternoon, and when he answered he heard, "Bret, this is Kim Jackson who lives across the street from you. Connie my cleaning lady, was doing her cleaning here when she did something that she doesn't remember. “Having no more need to work, being able to afford having the children educated at home...”I knew that Diane had wanted more babies but we had had to stop after three simply because we hadn’t been able to afford more. She put her arms round me, rubbing my prick, which began to stiffen.“We can have all the babies we ever wanted.”As she spoke, she insinuated a hand between us and rubbed my cock through my trousers.“I know,” I said.I hadn’t actually thought about our new-found wealth this way –.