Following her lead, they left through the servants entrance and she threw him a helmet.Vanessa walked to an old looking bike, the tank rusted and dirt....“She may not look like much but that’s the only way she’ll be safe back in my neighborhood” she said when he looked the bike over.“Hold on tight, I like going fast” she grinned at him as she fastened her helmet.Fastening his helmet, it felt a bit big so he tightened the strap a bit more.She was starting her bike and soon its roar sounded. Toni pulled off her plain flannel nightgown, hung it on the hook behind the door. She stepped into the spray and washed her body and her hair. When she had finished, she opened the curtain and dried herself with a towel from the bar.In front of the mirror, she looked at her body, generous but trim. She brushed her half-dry hair, black and curly. She examined her face for a moment, ran her hands down her flanks and back up to cup her breasts. 'It's a really good body', she thought, with a wry. Over the next 10 or 15 minutes my wife kept enticing the dog to lick my cock. My wife finally got so hot about it that she put down her book and stood up and took off her underwear from under her dress. She sat on my cock an we fucked like teenagers. All the while our dog stayed close by getting her nose near our crotches and licking my wifes thigh and ass cheek. This made my wife moan her slutty moan. I told my wife that I wanted to sit up on the swing and for her to sit on my cock facing me.. Then, at the top, I felt her vagina relax and open a bit as she glided down feeling so wet and warm and smooth, then up again, nice and tight and snug, just over and over. She was terrific, young, sexy, hot. "It's nice to keep things in the family, isn't it, Uncle Zach?" she asked saucily as she twisted her hips around making me feel so good. She was surely well-schooled in how to make a man feel good. I looked and her mother was sitting across the room, her feet up on the chair seat, both.