The next morning Helen woke up. As the sunlight filled the room, she slowly arose. Helen felt confused and a little embarrassed.She knew that she had ...een fucked the night before. A fucking like that isn't the type of thing that she would forget. "It must have been a dream, she thought."Her mind drifted off. "I need some coffee, she said to herself." Helen couldn't shake the feeling that she had sex the night before, but who was it with?Her hand brushed against her thigh and she noticed that. From where I was I could clearly see his erection pointing right up to Amy's stretched wide open honey pot, her bright pink, wet, swollen, honey pot. Man! that shook me; to see her cunt in such a heat, I guess I was thinking she would get titillated, not 'fuck me I'm dripping wet and swollen open'. What did I get us into?Karen yelled: "GO!" this was the tie breaker, Rick was stronger built but Tom was faster and he ran Amy right into the lattice fence where I was hiding, pinning her to it. I. I fear I will lose you someday to some guy that can fuck better or has a bigger cock or who you just prefer. I sometimes think I ought to ask you to fuck some other guy so I can watch and see if you will still love me afterwards. Maybe then I could quit worrying about it.”“John baby, I don’t need that. I am completely content with you. But if it will make you happy I will do it ... not for me but for you.”“Are you telling me you wouldn’t enjoy it?”“Hell John, you know me better than that. I am. Sampson, (Paul as he asked me to call him) he clearly worked out and was in good shape. Paul also commented on how cute I was looking but his tone was a little different than his wife’s. As I walked down to the basement I would have sworn he was checking out my ass. We put our things out in the basement and Jenny suggested that put our jammies on to make it a real slumber party. I protested a little that it was too early, but I relented. I was a little concerned because I had brought only a.