More tangy, spicy juices flowed into my mouth. I kept licking her as Mark pounded away at my cunt. Mrs. Rowe just writhed on the couch as my eager mou...h gave her cum after cum until Mrs. Rowe shoved my face away. “No more, sugar,” she panted. “My poor cooter can't take anymore.” Mark's thrusts were coming hard, now. The entire couch was shaking under the force of his cock slamming into my pussy. Mark groaned, and buried himself deep inside me, his cock must be brushing my cervix, he was in so. ”“It does. Translates to: Blood-Flowing-Sex-City. Jacob laughed, when he heard that. Called it Dolareido.”“You met Jacob?” he said. Blood-Flowing-Sex-City was a bit of a mouthful, but apt.“Yes. Trade?”“ ... do we have to trade? We are trading anyway, that’s what a conversation is.”“Spirits trade.” The bird laughed, if it could be called that, a weird cawing croon sound, and pecked at its breast feathers some before it resumed walking. “But, not all trades must be so exact. So, yes,. Crying she asked if I was involved would I stay quiet and the rest is history. Never thought she would have an affair let alone fuck me to keep it quiet. Anyway have countless stories of our romps in the sack here's last weeks.Last week we were going to meet my FIL at a dinner and my MIL was picking us up since we would be drinking. She showed up in a short tight dress showing her amazing tits and perky little ass off. My wife went upstairs and got in the shower when she arrived. My MIL was in. I picked up my phone and pressed the speed dial button to her cell phone. It was late but she usually stayed up late. Peggy was sound asleep but I couldn't sleep yet.Her sleepy voice answered, "Hello" her voice cracking... "Hi Angel"Now her voice was wide awake and excited, I was the only one who called her that."Daddy, is that really you. Hi sweet man." Hi my Angel, how are you. I was missing you so I had to call you. Your mom is fast asleep. So you have just me." I love having just you. Oh I.