That was a legitimate question, one that could be asked on many levels.“Just be aware she’s in pain. You don’t have to say anything. Just be nic....”“I can do that.”“Do you know any nice boys you could introduce her to?”“I don’t think that’s how it works these days,” I said, trying not to smile.“I suppose not,” she sighed.Hannah straggled into the kitchen. She looked rough. There were dark circles under her eyes. Her hair was straight but obviously hadn’t been brushed with the loving care she. I couldn't go deep enough. I lifted her feet all the way up and pulled out of her pussy and shoved my cock into her ass. I start by pushing my head into her opening then watching if she had pleasure or pain on her face. This time it was nothing but pleasure. She was begging me to fuck her ass. I grabbed her feet and started sucking her toes while I stroked deep into her ass. I started taking turns fucking her pussy and ass back and forth. They both were so wet and felt so good I couldn't make. Occasionally I would adjust my position, and use the ruse to allow me to ride up on his cock and then sink back down, renewing the sensation of a stiff prick filling me to my very depths. The sensations of pleasure that had ebbed around my clitoris now shuddered through my body as my climax approached. A few more adjustments to feel his cock gliding through my hole and gratification would be mine. I closed my eyes, savoring the experience. I would never have imagined that fucking my husbands. They had barely finished when the door bell rang."That's the taxi," Lynn said, dabbing at her mouth with a napkin. "Let's go, Toby." She gave each of the girls a kiss, then Ken followed her and the boy to the door."Don't forget to do the washing, Nancy," Lynn called back to the kitchen as the driver and Toby hefted the bags. She kissed Ken warmly, said good-bye, and went out to the cab.Ken watched them pull away, then returned to the kitchen where Nancy was clearing the table. "I've got to work.