I sat in my husband's car when he asked me, "So...I take it yesterday went well." Yeah, it was great babe. A lot of fun! I think I'm gonna see him aga...n later this week." You're the boss," he said as we drove away. On the ride home, I gave my husband all the juicy details. I saw a bulge appearing in his pants as I started to stroke him while he drove, telling him how his friend fucked his wife's pussy and ass. When we got home, my husband didn't give me the chance to get changed out of. By the time I came out I felt more likemyself and even had a plan. I figured I could just feign being tired,get a good night's sleep in Brett's spare room, and in the morning beforeBrett and Jinny woke up grab some of his extra clothes, take Marissa off,and sneak out. If anybody asked, I had just got home and took care of mycousin Marissa.Proud of myself, I walked out of the bathroom and into the kitchen.There I saw Brett and Jinny getting more comfortable than I wascomfortable with. Not only. The oils make it easy to slide my hands over your skin; and the oils have a warming sensation which you tell me feels great. After thoroughly covering every inch of your back, I apply more oils to my hands and work my way down to your ass. I begin massaging your ass one side at a time as you moan. I take a little extra time here knowing you enjoy it before moving slowly down to the back of your leg; massaging your thigh; down to the back of your knee, and down your calf to your ankle. . .. was her pussy tight ? Was her pussy dripping? Was my cock deep inside her? She used to get extra wet and excited if she actually knew the woman I had fucked in the past. Jen would have her first orgasm while rubbing her now protruding, wet, clitoris, right at the point of the story when my full testicles would be exploding deep inside. I would then fuck my wife's soaking wet pussy and have my cock either fill her pussy, mouth or her tight pert, arshole with my cum. I used to love her sitting.