” Linda handed her Mary’s envelope, and Wendy looked inside. “Turn away, slut. You are not allowed to see this.” Mary turned away.“Mine’s ...ice,” Wendy said, “but not as big as yours. I’ll have to ask my husband if he wants me to have it done. I dare not do it without asking him. Linda tells me that you have no choice in the matter, though. I really want to see that, so I’ll be here again next Tuesday to watch.”The shop door opened, and Mary turned around, forgetting that she was naked. Thank. His prick stood rampant in front of his belly. He leaned forward over her body and dipped his swollen purplish wick into her hole. In a single easy sliding thrust he slipped his hard length of meat into the depths of her wet cunt. And my own prick jerked and throbbed at the sight.The steady slap slap slap of Craig’s sac against Lisa’s upturned arse, the squish and squelch of hard cock driving into wet weeping cunt, and the guttural urgings of my wife to fuck her harder and faster as she took. I ask when, she said how about right now. I said give me forty-five minutes to get across the river. She said " If I know you, you're going to take a shower, do it here and we can play a little Water Sports". FUCK everything I had to do, I was out the door.I'll tell you a little about my friend. It seems odd to me but I always forget how small Susan is. She is a powerful Lady, head of her department at work, not one to whine or worry what others are thinking. Plus she is a true Hard Body, a lot. Cindy blushed as she thought about her behavior.Then a new possibility occurred to Cindy. One that was much more disturbing than the first. If nobody broke into the house, and there was only one other person in the house then the man lying next to her had to be: Steve! Cindy tried to disbelieve it, but she knew it was true. Her sixteen-year-old son had ****d her.Cindy wanted to break down and cry. Steve seemed to sense that his mother was in distress. He hugged her tightly and kissed her cheek..