"This house has that reputation but I had to take check it out. How long will you be staying?" Until Saturday," Tom replies."Well I'll pass word at th... office so you aren't bothered," he tilts his hat as he prepares to leave."Would you like a picture with one or more of the girls?" asks Mark."Well I really shouldn't," blushed the man as he hungrily looked at us."No one has to know," smiled Mark.Every time I get the nerve up to say something, the collar's warmth warns me of the. Every stroke of his cock was a bit of heaven sliding up my ass. I looked over my shoulder and saw the other guy behind the blonde stroking his hard cock. He moved in to position behind the blonde as he stroked my hole.. In a moment I felt the blonde moan and buck back as I did and the other guy had entered his ass and within two strokes we were three in a fucking bundle of stroking anal pleasure. I wanted in on this action. I wanted to fuck the twink. I pulled the short guy up and after. I kissed her once, and felt her up. Of course, my hands had to go a little south. I felt her stomach, and it felt wonderful, that I actually knocked up my own mom. Not many guys could say that, but I was one of them. Then I lifted up her shirt, and she leaned up. She let me take off her shirt, and she slowly took off her bra.I took a very good look, at her beyond beautiful rack. She had perfect tits, and yet, in the months ahead, they were gonna get even more beautiful. She watched me just. I hugged John, who was out by the pool, cleaning it. I laid out in a lounge chair, John talking in the background about lunch plans. I wasn’t paying attention. I was having too much trouble resisting the urge to masturbate to thoughts of Darius while John was cleaning the pool. -4-It became an affair. It wasn’t a one-night-stand, or a one-time hookup, it was a continual, almost daily thing. For the next few weeks, I’d head out early, and with the same lips I kissed my husband with, I was.