She looked back at the mirror, and saw herself clearly. "Oh my god! Where are my panties?" She couldn't believe she didn't have underwear on. She scra...bled to her dresser, and grabbed some panties, putting them on quickly. Her nose picked up a familiar scent... BACON! But, who was cooking? It was just her and... Shane? Jennifer went downstairs, and could hear the radio in the kitchen was on. She rounded the corner, and was treated to the sight of Shane, wearing just his jeans, cooking eggs,. Chance gets down on his knees in front of her legs, pushing them apart. He bends forward, pushing his face against her cunt and starts licking it. She instinctively puts a hand on the back of his head to push him closer as she feels his mouth muscle flick around inside her. She loves it when he is done making a delivery that has landed him some fresh pussy. He is always eager to please when it happens.The man keeps exploring every part of her pussy that is within reach of his tongue. With. She needed this, needed this abuse after several weeks of not having sex…She looked at me in the eye as she felt a sharp pain in her cunt. Then she was pushed over the edge. I leaned down and whispered in her ear:“After you come, my fingers are going to stretch your asshole...”Sheila looked at me again and she cried she would love to get fucked in the ass. Her orgasm began to build as I told that…Then I felt her shivering, as her orgasm hit her body. Her sweet cunt had some spasms around my. It was a little late which had given her false hope.Hugging her, the husband said, “We shall just have to invite my male relatives for another visit and you can again be the ‘hostess with the mostest’, or maybe we should say the ‘hostess who gets the mostest’. I know you were shy at first but were obviously enjoying each of them by the end of their visit. I will extend the invitation for a couple of weeks from now when you are ovulating again. I have not thought of any better way for us to have.