My wife was now lying on the bed with her legs hanging over the end wearing just her panties and blouse(she did have a bra on ). I went to the toilet ...ut from the toilet i could see in the mirror on our dressing table my wife on the bed with John stood beside her i started having a wee and made sure John could hear me at the toilet but he didnt know i could see him in the mirror.As i watched i saw John pull Diane's panties down a bit but only a little bit not exposing her shaven labia just her. The only saving grace for me was I was white, young, and very pretty, I was going to entertain men 50 years older than me and think nothing about dropping to my knees and feeding a cock into my mouth, or kneeling over the back of a couch and taking it up my arse, whilst other men watched and drank and took their turns.Of course all of this was in the future, and back to the time when I first arrived I was feted and fussed over, and as the visits to the brothels and the desensitisation process. I could tell she loved being on top and I loved having her there. She rode me like that through four of her own orgasms and I could tell she was getting tired. Before I took over, she had me covered with her mix of juices and it was puddling between my ass checks. I put my hands on each of her ass cheeks to hold her still and started pumping my cock in and out of her wet pussy. I sped up my pace and she grabbed my hair to hang on. She didn't move the whole time I fucked her like this. My balls. After a while, their taxi had stopped beside riverside park and they came out from the taxi.The most astonishing part was that uncle was helping her to come out from the taxi.They went to the park like a couple and I also entered. They sit on the empty bench and was talking with each other.Uncle was touching her hands and gradually caressing her beautiful hair by removing hair-clip.I was shocked that my mom did not resist for a moment and I understood my mom might sleep with him and I was so.