" It really wasn't a request or a question. The man's wife moved behind Wilma. She covered Wilma's medium sized slightly saggy breast with her hands. ...he also manipulated her nipples as they both watched me working wildly on Ed's cock. He had obviously gotten off earlier because it took him a while and his ejaculation ended quickly."Trade," his wife demanded as she moved to sit on the folding aluminum outdoor chair. It was most uncomfortable I was sure, but she didn't seem to mind she opened. ”“That’s good to hear.”Nervous about imposing on John, he asked, “You got a minute to talk?”“Sure, I’ve got all week. I just finished the second draft of my thesis, and I’ll wait a week before reading it over.”Ed laughed at the idea of this discussion lasting a week. Most likely, it would last two minutes with most of it spent listening to John laughing at him. He said, “Well, I promise it won’t take a whole week.”John gestured and said, “Why don’t we go out in my backyard and chat there? I. She kicked the sheet down below her knees, which she spread wide apart. I dragged my hand over hers since she was fingering her clitoris and wrapped my fingers over her swollen lips and pushed them apart so that I was able to insert my tall man finger as far as the last knuckle without her vagina beginning to grasp it. She was not wet enough to finger fuck, so I licked my finger, which smelled like her pussy, but was dry. I wiped her lips with the moisture and replenished the saliva into her. But he said we were gonna save her asshole for later; he was just doing that to get her hot again. And I guess she was, getting hot I mean, because she didn't say any more about being tired."Then he pulled her down toward the end of the bed, still kneeling with her butt up in the air, and had me stand by the bed and push my cock up into my mom's cunt from behind, he called that doggie style, and told me to fuck her again but to go real slow. He said he wanted her to come twice, I guess have.