" So, we shouldn't walk around the house naked?" Caroline finished. "No problem."Joan got up and headed for the door. "I guess I should put something ...n, then."Dinner passed, like any normal family meal, with the three of them chatting about what they'd done that day. The doorbell rang just as Sam and Joan finished loading the dishwasher. Sam went and opened it, to reveal Gina standing there in her usual jeans and sweatshirt, with her book bag lying on the ground at her feet."Hey, Gina," he. I was a little nervous, but I did as he said. It had an odd taste, but not bad. Giving my dick a gentle squeeze, Tom said I should go back to bed. As I stood to pull up my pajama bottoms my legs felt wobbly. Bending over Tom pat my butt. I giggled when he ran a finger up the crack of my butt. Pulling my bottoms up, Tom pulled me on to him and gave me a hug. Kissing my ear he asked, I'm glad you're here. I walked to the bed room the best I could with my legs still a little shaky. Laying down the. ‘You’ve got to be kidding me. I don’t believe it. You’re just playing with me.’ She really didn’t believe it was anything more than luck at best or spying at worst. I needed something more if I was going to convince her. I decided it was time to tweak her a bit. I tapped into her pleasure center and mentally nibbled on her clit just a bit. She jumped off the bed and backed as far away from me as she could. ‘Jeez, what the fuck was that? What did you just do to me?’ The first thing that caught. Nice and slimy!”“You ... you ... know how to make me happy! Thank ... you! I will ... do ... whatever ... you ... wish!” Britta-Lise howled as she took me balls deep inside her creamy twat.“Damn, that ass of yours ... I love those freckles on your cheeks ... they really turn me on so much! So does your brown eye! This is my butt, isn’t it? Your tushy is mine!” I taunted my wife as she screamed my name.“Yes ... yes ... yes ... Hank ... you ... own ... my ass! It’s ... yours ... it’s yours, honey.