Damn!"Now Tom," Jen said. "Let's arrange your drawer..... Put your pantiesover here." She motioned to the empty space left by his underpants."Line the... up nicely."Tom did as he was told, placing his panties one by one on top of eachother."Good," Jen nodded when he finished. "Now your bras.... Push thoseundershirts out of the way to make room."Tom shoved his undershirts to one side and began stacking his new bras." Nicely," Jen directed. "Line up the cups."Tom nodded and stacked his bras neatly,. I noticed a raised eyebrow from the Ranger, but no one else gave any indication of my misstep. I figured I'd be OK.A young lady, about my own age came through the doorway just then. She walked up to Jesse and took his arm. She kissed him on the cheek and sweetly smiled at me."This here is my number one wife, Betsy. She's my queen," Jesse said."Hello, I'm Betsy, like my husband said. I was in the kitchen, but I heard them call you Eugene. I'm pleased to meet you." She then indicated the doorway,. Hands gripping my wife's hips. His dark tan lines highlighted the whiteness of his ass as his buttock's muscles tightened and flexed with each forward thrust. His balls swung obscenely back and forth as he slid his cock in an out of her. They were oblivious to my presence. In the mirror above the counter I could see my wife's face twisted in concentration. Her eyes closed, her breast swinging in rhythm to the steady stream of breathless grunts and moans that escaped her slightly parted lips.. I started by fitting two, then three fingers into her hole, then as I felt a little resistance forcing the fourth finger in along with the others. She quickly brought her hand down and took my wrist and helped me f***e it in along with my thumb into her oven warm hole. My hands, like my body are long and slender, my entire hand up to my wrist, was now fully inside her hot love hole She let out a sigh of pleasure and then said. “Sweetheart, make like a little fist inside and slowly start fucking.