She rested her head on my chest while holding on and whispered, Im yours. I want to be wanted. I lifted her chin with my hand and said, I want you. Sh... sobbed against my chest. I excused myself to shower and as I bathed I pondered that exchange, wondering if being wanted was her whole motivation. I briefly considered what neglect she must be going through married to that dickhead but then I decided I didnt care. When I came out she was standing demurely in the middle of the living room, just. It was a pretty standard call. I answered her standard questions that everything was going well, nothing major had broken down, I was feeling good, and there was plenty of food here at the cabin. I thought I was going to be able to keep the call short and was trying to say goodbye when Mom arched her eyebrows and said, “Aren’t you going to introduce your naked friend?”“Uhh... uhh... uhh... uhh...” I began to sputter. While I was frozen in terror, holly came around the counter and stood behind. As usual the conversation turned to our experiences and sure enough he wanted us to know he was the top dog. I smiled and stared at him. Her returned my stare for a moment or two before breaking it off and looking away. I knew in that moment what he was full of.As the evening went on and we grew more comfortable my wife undid her top, a very nice camisole that buttoned up the front. Her beautiful breasts fell out as she proudly begin to rub her nipples for us to see. Bud walked over and sat. She moaned softly and leaned back into my arms. Her round butt was nestled against my hard cock. She could feel it, I knew. I let one hand move down and lift her dress up, and slipped my hand around and gently caressed her pussy. Her moaning got louder as I stuck two fingers in her slit, and began getting my palm wet with stepmother juices. "You are the naughtiest boy in California, you know that? Oh, god, that's so good, baby. You make me cum so easily now... mmm, oh, fuck, baby let's go into.