Shewrithed when she considered how Wendy was monopolizing Terry's time, butshe endured the agony for the sake of her son. Wendy was a nice enoughgirl,...she knew, if only Terry wouldn't spend so much of his time withher.Wendy was on vacation and was staying at her Aunt Sally's place,although she seemed to be staying with Sheila and Terry as much as withher aunt. But even though her feelings about Wendy were mixed, Sheilahad to admit that she gave her the opportunity to stroke her sweet. Instead of making a big deal about it I decided to end my shower early.As I'm exiting the shower I realize my towel is In the bedroom Along with my under garments so I had to ask Shirley to bring my stuff over or walk out naked into darkness and hope she doesn't see me.I called her name a few times to no response so I walked into her bedroom wet and naked looking for my things when the light suddenly came on and Shirley was staring at me naked on her bed.I covered my genitals out of respect and. . . my husband has never even touched my butt and two men whose names I don’t know have fucked my asshole so wonderfully good! Like Jamaica’s getting it now . . . She’s not going to really let all those men do her ass, is she?. . . Oh my, I wonder how that would feel? . . . So much dick . . . Oh dear, he came in her asshole! . . . Ohhhh! It looks so nasty running out like that! . . . Look how, how open she is! He really reamed her good! . . . Ohh, oh dear, this next man is bigger than the last. ." Kelly groaned, rolling over onto her back across the body of her best friend, who lay smiling in joy beneath her, and onto the floor, stretching like a cat, "Gaaaaaaaaddddddd..." Her face was perfect, more beautiful than her Mother ever had been, but reminiscent of the girl I had fallen for all those years before. High delicate cheekbones, sparkling green eyes, long, flowing red hair, like flame made of water spilling out onto the floor. Soft, fleshy lips, now free of the lip-gloss she wore.