That’s it , she thought, she should start a school to teach guys how to fuck properly. She could be the dean of that school she thought. Then the qu...te pleased but overly eager eighteen year old broke her train of thought… “Can…can you put it in your mouth…suck it… you know?” Jr. asked sheepishly. Bobbi stopped mid-stroke, looked up and asked, “Hey…do you want me just to stop?” “NO! No! Please don’t!” Bobbi shot back, “Ok then…no requests!” Bobbi really hadn’t thought of giving him a blowjob,. "Sissy? After she went into the bathroom, I pawed through papers on our dresser. Finally, I found an envelope addressed to both of us - Charlie and Heather. The only possible explanation crashed down on me like an avalanche - Heather was my wife. Maggie was gone, or at least not with me. And who was Sissy? Our daughter? I'd really messed things up now. At least that hot frolic in bed was with my current wife. Would that count as cheating on Maggie? If Maggie wasn't my wife, then what happened. I could see through the shadows that she was furiously going down on her thug biker. He just sat back in the booth guzzling down a beer as my wife lustfully sucked his cock. Sometimes she stopped and raised herself up to give her lover a long passionate kiss. Then she went right back to work pleasuring her man. She deep throated him until she gagged on his dick, saliva dripped from her mouth as she tried to swallow his whole organ. Then she did what I never thought I would see her do she. Once I felt the head push past her anus, I rocked my hips forward, driving my entire length into Sarahs rear as she let out a soft scream of pain. Ohhhh my godddd, Tom. Sarah froze momentarily as she allowed herself to get used to the feeling in her ass. As she did, I continued to gently caress her neck and ears, licking and sucking at her soft skin. Once Sarahs muscles relaxed, she started to slowly grind her hips, squeezing my cock with each motion. Rather than actively fuck her, I allowed.