Go make my breakfast. You may have your special coffee and a yogurt this morning."Mary hurried off to the kitchen while Lisa when to shower and get re...dy for school. When Lisa came down for breakfast she saw that Mary had quickly done her hair and make up and was rapidly moving her naked body around the kitchen with her ass swaying in her 6" heels.Mary stood near the kitchen and ate her yogurt while Lisa devoured her breakfast. The cum in her coffee was not even noticeable to Mary. She had. Two adults completely filling up this gorgeous creature to the maximum she could cope with. I loved it and picked up my thrusting, gliding the massive dildo attached to my hips in and out of Jenny now with ease. She was groaning and whimpering like a bitch in heat, occasionally spewing incoherent sounds of ecstasy. Her beautiful round ass was right in front of me and I spanked it a few times much to her delight before leaning over and squeezing her bouncing breasts. I kept thrusting downwards. Flash forward about three years. We had moved to Washington State and I'd learned a lot more about sex and enjoyed 'playing with' me growing cock a lot more. I still found time and space in which I could feel safe about stripping to my skin and simply relaxing -- even if I didn't get stiff and play around. One day I was out in this shed that was on our property. My oldest brother had made it into a kind of studio, since he was artistically inclined. But he was away in college so nobody but me. "It's not like you think," I start. I'm embarrassed, but I'm also angry that they've been filming me surreptitiously."Isn't it? Why not?" Because 'Jo', isn't you. It's my husband. It's 'Joe' I'm saying, not 'Jo'. Look in my file, you'll see." And what was I thinking? You said, 'It's not what you think.' I wondered what it was that you thought that I thought." I, I, I," and suddenly I realise that I don't have the slightest idea. I suppose I expected Jo to disapprove in some way. To feel that I.