Shirley propped herself up on her elbows and looked down at his cock while he fucked her. Every now and then Andy would bury his cock deep inside my w...fe's pussy and hold it there for a few seconds while grinding his pelvis against her. I could tell that Andy was enjoying fucking my wife and I know it sounds weird but I was truly enjoying watching him fuck her.I had never seen anything more erotic in my life. The sight was truly amazing. My wife looked so sexy lying there on the coffee table. .... And felt his heart skip a beat and the blood drain from his face as, after a moment or two of shaky camera-work, the image went steady and the smiling face of his own daughter, Missy, moved into view...‘Hi daddy!’ Missy gushed in her happy, sing-song, voice, giving a little wave to the camera, ‘You know I hate it when you bug me about college, so...’Missy stepped back a bit, to reveal she was wearing what looked to be her old plaid school skirt from a few years back – now way too short for. _ Marie and Elizabeth nursed martinis on the porch overlooking the lake while Bernard prepared dinner. "The cottage isn't exactly soundproof," Elizabeth began. "As long as you don't mind me listening," Marie interrupted with a coy smile. The women understood each other. _ Bernard went to bed precisely at ten. Elizabeth lingered talking to Marie for another hour, discussing her plans for the week. She would leave Elizabeth alone with Bernard for the next two days, returning late in the. He didn't realize it then, but she had looked up thousands of times while he was gone, whenever someone had chanced to pass close by. Each time before, her gaze had been terminated in disappointment. That is what she had grown used to feeling. She hadn't prepared herself for the time when she would look up and he would really be there for her to see.Those who were present to watch her reaction at seeing her husband again, after his long absence, were not disappointed. She dropped the stirring.