She rang the door bell, and waited. Then she rang it again. “bloody great, no one home, should have phoned!” She mused. She was about to leave, bu... then went around the back. The side gate wasn’t locked, neither was the rear door. She tapped on it, and walked in. She heard music coming from the front room. She smiled to herself, and walked in. The smile died on her lips. On the sofa in front of her were three sweaty bodies, two women, wearing only stockings and black high heels. One was fucking. They were full coverage granny panty style, which made sense because they belonged to his fifty-seven-year-old mother in law.Elle was a tall brunette who had been as slender and attractive as his wife when she was twenty years younger, but who had since let herself grow a little heavier, due in no small part to the breakup of her marriage.He turned the panties inside out and brought the gusset up to his nose, smelling the fabric deeply right where Elle's pussy would have been when she was. My own precum started to flow steadily seeping through the lace of my panties as I continued to suck on his rock hard delicious cock. I then felt the car come to a stop. Pete had driven us outside of town to a secluded field and had stepped outside to get a better view of the proceedings. I just kept my attention on the job at hand as Dave started to moan in pleasure at the work I was doing, slobbering his gorgeous cock in my spit making it wet and ready for what he may like to do next. While I. “Ooo, oohh, OH!” she cried out as the orgasm hit her. Emma buried her digit into Jess’ ass as deep as she could and held it there as Jess climaxed. She could feel Jess’ rectum closing on her finger with each wave of pleasure (and realized that must have been what it felt like when Jess fingered her own ass a few days earlier.)“Oooohhhh, thank you, Master,” Jess repeated as she fell away from Brent. Emma withdrew her finger from Jess.“Master,” Jess said, looking down and seeing Brent’s erection.