I watched as Antonio got up and laid on the bed. Maria followed him, positioned herself over his crotch, and slid her wet pussy over Antonio’s hard ...ock. She started moving slowly. Then, second by second she increased her pace and speed. When she began riding his shaft rhythmically, her large breast bounced up. I couldn’t handle it any longer. Very quietly I took up a tube of cream out of my skirt’s pocket. It was not big, but long with glittering surface. I sat back down in the door way. If she wears a smile, her eyes will always light up. I’ve seen this many times. I look for it more then you will ever know. That smile on her lips flows swiftly into her eyes and seeing that it does a man’s attention should not focus in on her breasts…although yes it will. And I’m nodding my head on that because to me it happens. It’s true. A woman’s breasts constitute so much of a woman its hard to imagine why she’s even a woman. Okay, maybe she has a vagina. Yes, she has a vagina. A man’s. She said we smoked a joint and started talking about how he enjoys fucking me even though you know about it. He said he can't understand why you would allow him to fuck me when ever he wants to. What did you say I asked. She said I told him you where a very loving husband and you didn't feel threatened by my fucking around. I thanked her for that , I said well what happened next? She said well you know we fucked. I said yeah but I need details lots of details. She laughed at me and said you. I closed in on her rapidly and just a short distance from the other end, I reached out and playfully grabbed her ankle to slow her down. She lost her rhythm and I sped past her and touched before her. I lifted my face and turned to look at her, glaring at me from just a few feet away.“You suck, Uncle Jeff!” she said as she splashed water up at me.“No Emma. You suck ... and you’re very good at it,” I said with a playful smile. She smiled back and me and paddled the short distance over to me. As.