I walked behind my husband and quickly grabbed his cock as hard as I could and pulled it free from the slut’s pussy, my husband was so fucking scare..., stuttering he said hi honey, What the fuck are you doing you prick I screamed, what are you doing, you don’t fuck me in the ass, do you I cried out, I can explain please cried my husband, please let me explain he still cried, who the fuck is that, look at the state of her I wailed, get the fuck out my house you slut I screamed at her, get fucking. It was just so natural for her, and it sent thrills throughout my body whenever I witnessed it. I squeezed her hand with affection again as I gave her a smile.“So let me ask you this then, and please don’t get offended, but would you ever consider sleeping with Dad? I mean, if we weren’t a thing, obviously, but if you were single and no one would ever know,” I asked as I saw her eyes widen in shock before I even finished my question.“Ewwww! GOD NO! Yuck, Davey! What in the Hell made you ask. Here was Colin’s chance to test the waters. Now, there wasn’t much room behind Sara’s chair, so he squeezed himself behind her, but pressed his groin against her back. He could feel his cock rub against her, but Sara didn’t even flinch. He reached up, and in doing so, his semi hard cock ran across Sara’s right shoulder blade. He pretended to not quite get what he was reaching for, and was secretly rubbing his cock across her back. His cock was getting harder, and now he could feel Sara leaning. While I was loving the attention I was getting from Yvonne, there were new worlds to explore. So, I slid my other foot off the couch, Yvonne got up and moved a few feet over to a wooden chair and sat down and leaned back with her cunt slid out to the front of the chair. I kneeled in front of her and we started kissing and played a great game of tongue hockey. She was a great kisser! Eventually, I worked my way down, working on her earlobes, neck, and a lot of time on those amazingly hard.