“Really?”“Yes, Noah. Would it surprise you to know that I’ve fallen in love with you too?” I told him. “A little.” he admitted. “I did...’t think you could… would feel that way.” he added, surprised. “Honestly, neither did I. It’s not something I planned on.” I paused to think as I gazed in Noah’s brown eyes. “I think it’s our unique devotion to each other; it’s always been just you and me, kid. I think it’s what helped make this possible… and why it feels right for us.” I softly said.I went on. Matt began by gently rubbing his wife's crotch, before allowing a finger tip to slip inside his wife's juicy, bare pussy.After a few moments, he moved from her juicy pussy, and pressed his slick finger at her still gaping arse. He pressed a second finger into her arse, and used both fingers to stretch her once again.He wasn't sure how much Emma would take, but decided to find out anyways. He bent over and picked up a tube of lube, he pointed the nozzle at her gaping sphincter, Emma sighed as. I couldn’t believe dad was asking me all these questions about pantyhose. I replied with some irritation “Dad, my pantyhose don’t stink” which made him laugh. “Well you may think not but the way you wear them without underwear they eventually will. I wanted to slide off the car seat and curl up under the dash. Begrudgingly, I told him that I wash them in the shower with me and hang them to dry in my room. Before he could say anything I assured him that they are nearly dry before I hang them so. "What does?" Tom asked."The kids, having sex…" Liz said quietly and turned to look at Tom."Yes, a little, but I trust them." Tom said in a deep serious tone. He looked over at his wife who nodded."Do you ever think about your nights with Molly or Presley?" Liz asked carefully."Do you think about your nights with the boys?" Tom asked back, not answering her."Yes." Liz admitted, blushing."I do too." Tom confessed guiltily."And how does it feel thinking back on it?" Liz continued."It gets.