Driving the six miles to her apartment, Ruth found that she hardly noticed the cool breeze that was coming off the Florida coastline. Her mind was sti...l on the tapes and the young man who had rented them.George Bell was a nice kid, she thought, a few inches taller than her own five foot five and at least twenty pounds lighter at one thirty-six. He had a slim build and light sandy brown hair. At first, she had thought to herself, he didn't seem the type to have a thing for older women. But then. She groaned excitedly as she sunk further onto my cock, and I groaned as well as I felt her tight little hole engulfing me in her warm wet inner sanctuary.Then when I was almost two thirds inside of her, my stepdaughter raised back up, and then steadily began riding my cock.My mind was blown, my stepdaughter was riding my cock, my wife's daughter, the girl I promised to love and look after no matter what, was now eagerly riding up and down on my lap taking most of my cock up right up inside of. When we got to the door, a lovely woman opened the door just as Bill went to touch the doorbell; it was 7:50 when the door swung open. "Hello" the woman said, "I bet you are Pamela, and you must be her husband, my name is Betty Ballard, what is your name?" Bill took her hand and as he shook it said "please to meet you Mrs. Ballard, my name is Bill, Bill Jackson" Betty said "well I won't have any trouble remembering your name, Mr. Ballard's name is also Bill. I just need to make sure I don't. ”Tina motioned to a woman sitting with several other people at another table, “The brunette wearing the low cut white top, with nice looking tits.”“You’re checking out the women too?”“You know, thanks to Wendy and Karen, and Diane and Brenda, I’ve grown to enjoy the taste of a good pussy.”“I’ve seen her dancing with several other men.” The woman noticed Dan looking at her and she gave him a little wave of her hand.“And I noticed a ring on her left hand. Maybe she’s a slutty wife too, just like.