The man’s body was damp, a wetness that came partially from fear and partly from pleasure. He sensed the woman was close; felt the warmth of her bod..., smelt the musky sweetness of her wet pussy as the bed gave slightly. His chest felt the whisper of a nyloned leg as the woman slid astride him and rubbed her moist gash on the coarseness of his chest hairs. He could feel the slippery secretions trickling down his chest, forming a small pool at his throat. Then with a soft catlike mew in the back. As soon as he comes from office he hugs me and kisses me on my cheek and also kisses our baby. At night I and honey sleep on bed where as our son sleeps in the cradle. One day when I was preparing breakfast he came and hugged me from behind which is a usual thing. He kisses me on the cheeks and neck. I tied my hair to a knot at the back with a clip. After kissing and talking with me for some time he removed the clip and my loose hair fell over his face which was on my shoulders. He smelled the. " He loomed over me in the dark room and I felt the head of his spear poke at my pussy and I dropped my legs so my feet could push on the bed as I shoved my pussy up at him. He thrust forward and I almost screamed with delight as he lanced into me. And then I was thrashing around, crying and moaning, "Oh yes baby, oh god yes. It feels so good baby, give it to me, give it to me" and then he said, "God are you tight."I moaned, "No baby, you just fill me so good" before it hit me that it wasn't. “Would she be pleasured if I slipped my cock into her pussy like her dad did to my Mom? My cock is not as big as his.” I wondered as my cock throbbed in my hand.I guess I should mention my Mom remarried a couple years after her divorce and her new husband brought his daughter along with him. We were a year apart in age and my hormones were raging that first summer. It had been just Mom and me for those two years and my only inspiration for jerking off was the occasional view of my mom wearing.