Emmitt had bitched about her wearing her good school clothes when helping him so he’d put together an outfit for her to wear. Her “work clothes”...consisted of a hand-me-down pair of her momma’s cutoff jean shorts, 2-3 sizes too big, held up with a belt made of baler-twine. On top was a worn out, thin, hand-me-down, wife-beater tank-top that Emmitt had given her to wear. He’d cut the bottom six inches off so she could wear it loose, or tie it up on one side so it wouldn’t hang. Either way, her. She looked over at her phone and smiled.Namratha!! 32 years old and married for 8 years.She was fair, long hair that flowed down to her hips. She had put on weight after the kid but that only made her look sexier with a massive milky boobs. At the beginning of her married life she and her husband used to have crazy sex but as the years passed it had died down.After the kid it had almost come down to null. These days when her husband was turned on he would just pull down her trousers and panties. Mom, Mary and Rudolfo were eating dinner. Bozo was sitting next to Rudolfo, resting his head on his lap, his eyes closed as Rudolfo idly scratched under his ear. He opened his eyes a bit and his tail thumped a few times when he saw me."You stupid dog. You had me scared to death."He looked back at me, thumped his tail a couple more times, then closed his eyes again.Mary said, "We let him out and he didn't want to be all by himself. We let him in so he wouldn't feel lonely."I saw something move. In seconds I had moved behind her, inserting my dick in her beautiful, shaved, wet pussy. This was the first time I had put my dick inside Helen and the feeling was like nothing I had experienced before. Her pussy felt like a hot, erupting volcano and I fucked it with incredible passion. I exploded inside of her and our exhausted bodies fell to the bed. Instinctively we wrapped our arms around each other, breathing heavy with both exhaustion and excitement.After we caught our breath, we talked.