June 3rdThis has been my first rest day since my arrival in America. Each morning, Cousin Tom left for his office and the school bus shuttled away the...children while Sandra ferried us around the area showing us the sights.It was two-ish, we’d eaten lunch and the remainder of the family were in the back garden - I should say ‘the yard’ - while I was curled up on the den sofa watching TV. That’s when my heart started to pound at an alarming rate.On the screen was the most delightful water colour. She moved her hips up and down appreciatively, allowing my cock to slide back and forth between her cheeks. I stood up straight and bent her over, legs together, until her arms rested on the supply table. She arched her back and her pussy glistened in what little light there was in the room. I moved into position behind her, grabbed my cock, and started rubbing the the head against her pussy. Her warmth felt amazing as I slowly began to thrust, angling myself so that rather than entering her I. ” She really sounded as if she regretted having to turn me down. “My husband wouldn't understand." She giggled again. "I'm going to have enough explaining to do as it is, don't you think? I mean, he always wanted me to be sexier, and more aggressive. Boy, is he going to get his wish, and then some. All thanks to you, Mr. Mattson." That last, softly spoken sentence was direct not to my face, but to an area just below my belt, which she was busily undoing."Ok, then I pick Janet," I. She worked the finger up and down for a moment before she slipped a second, then a third finger in to me. Her little finger was just touching and probing my anus and her thumb rubbed my clitoris. It was all I could do to remember to return the compliment but I must have been doing something right because she suddenly stiffened, shuddered and came. Her legs gave way and we both ended up on the grass in a heap of arms, legs and giggles. The fall did not stop her; she had dragged me with her.