Try as I might, I couldn’t place him, couldn’t remember seeing him before. I looked at his left hand. A wedding ring. I looked at my left hand. Y...s, my ring was there, too. “Oh, man,” I thought. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” I went back into the living room. On a chair near the door I found my jacket, went through my pockets looking for keys, wallet, watch. Everything was where it should be -- even, I noticed, the picture of my wife and kids that I always keep in the first open slot in the wallet.. I am fair and with long black hair. No guys will miss the change of look at my beauty and hot body.Back to the story. When I bent to remove my high heels, my tight jeans lowered down to my waist. My panty was visible to this boy. My red panties become a view of these boys. I tried to cover it by pulling my blouse down but failed because of its shortness.By the boys’ look, I can understand they are not the kids anymore. I quickly removed my heels and went inside, holding my blouse down. We all. Instead of his mother, however, Jake only managed to find his father masturbating. Quite hard, actually. Like watching a train crash, Jake wanted to look away, but he simply couldn't. Instead, his gaze remained cruelly locked on his father's rock hard cock as Roger came into his hand and eagerly swallowed his own cum, moaning with delight at the taste. Needless to say, Jake never tried spying in on his mother in the shower again.Despite that one setback in his mother seduction plan, Jake. I will drink your honey all day if you like.”“I would like that.”Jacob continued to lick his wife’s pussy. He explored all her folds and lightly chewed on her pussy lips. Her juices poured out of her pussy while he assaulted her cunt. He sucked on her hard button and pushed his long tongue into her pussy. His tongue was longer than his cock. Anne loved how he enjoyed giving her pleasure. “Fucking hell! Yes. Right there. Yes. Fuck!”Anne was loving the oral pleasure Jacob was giving to.