Helen has big, sexy thighs and she wears her shorts cut high on her thighs. No woman, and I mean no woman, looks better in shorts than Helen. My job w...s to keep the coolers loaded and filled with enough ice. Late in the afternoon I went inside to retrieve more beer to reload the coolers. After digging the beer out of the refrigerator I stood up and almost bumped into Janie. She stared at me with those beautiful blue eyes. "Sorry Uncle Joe," she laughed. "I wasn't trying to knock you down. Can. Even though our apartment was just across town, the drive was a good fifteen minutes and the last thing I needed was a DWI right before the wedding. But of course, the real reason was that I wanted to signal to Lily that I didn't mind leaving her alone in our apartment, and wanted her to wonder why I might want a room to myself. After all, it wasn't like I'd never driven after having a few before. Irresponsible, but true. However, at that moment, there was yet another reason I was happy I'd. He held his glistering finger to my nose, inviting me to sniff the scent of my wife’s leaky vagina. I inhaled deeply; it smelled like heaven. The musky odour of my wife’s aroused and well-used cunt invaded my senses, making me feel heady with excitement.“Savour that scent, man, cos that’s the closest you’re gonna get to your wife’s cunt tonight,” he laughed.The smell had heightened my arousal. I gazed down at Mandy’s sex, awestruck, as though I was studying her private parts for the very first. It’ll make life easier for everyone.” She lay back down and spread her legs. My husband took out his phone and took some photos. He then just stood there with the phone in his hand. My mother and I went to lie down while Anne went to talk to her daughter. Some minutes later my husband’s phone rang. “I thought you might like them. She’s a pretty slut alright. Wait a moment, I’ll ask her” he said to someone on the phone. “Hey slut, what’s your vital statistics” he shouted. She looked at my.