I stopped at the end of the bed and watched as Angie continued to finger-fuck my wife.The musty smell of sex filled my nostrils as I stood there.“Yo... are so freaking awesome,” Angie breathlessly said.“You are too kind,” Joy replied, “I love your touches. I really do.”“So, what do you think Ed would say if he knew you and I might hook up?” Angie asked.“Oh my God!” Joy shot back, “He’d probably freak out, he is so conservative.”Angie chuckled and replied, “I don’t think he is as conservative as. Once we got down we got in an auto to reach their home. And I went to take a leak and noticed my undies were sticky like anything with pre cum. They both went for a siesta in the afternoon and I went for a cycling when I came back we had dinner and they suggested I sleep along with them in their room … And in their bed. My aunty went back and leaned on the wall and asked me to sit next to her and my uncle came and sat this side of me. The lights were kept dim. Suddenly my aunty asked me what. I wanted to scream, but I couldn't. Instead I raised a bony, liver-spot mottled hand to my face and felt that loose, wrinkled flesh, the permed, and brittle grey hair on my head, and the small earring in one ear. Horribly, none of this felt strange. It was both comfortable and familiar, like coming home, just as Mrs Ellaby had said it would be. Numbly, I shuffled over to the wall mirror and gazed into it, the small, aged form of Mrs Ellaby gazing back at me. She looked like she wanted to. ”what do you think? a mistress is not a lady with a heart! This is the problem of watching porn,you know.Just relax.You can leave anytime if you want.” she said. Dilemma was completely on my side.I approached her and now it was ME who was nervous.So hilarious. But at that time it was reality.The car finally approached a gate and she herself got down to open it and came back,took her seat, parked the car in the garage,shut it down and then invited me in her house with a natural loving.