”Carly rolled her eyes. “Okay Mum. Just remember, you have first call on him, I just make do with your left-overs.”I frowned, not liking this as...ersion.Carly grinned. “I love having the left-overs,” she said.Family sexual policy being sort-of agreed, we finished our meal and cleared the table before moving into the TV lounge.“Do you mind, Mum?”Jenny was facing away from me, in our usual sleep positions. She has the left side of the bed, and sleeps on her left, I have the right side, and sleep. She immediately notices that a colleague of her is more than interested in her, but what can she do? She is married but a good chance to spice up her sexual life and feel something new is just too hard to resist… Will she? She got married when she was 18. It’s not that it was a passionate love, perhaps just a feeling of appeal, or may be it was because half of the males in the country were either hitting the bottle or started taking the d**gs which were gaining popularity at that time. She. “Son of a...” I muttered under my breath as I spun on my heel.It all clicked into place the moment I stepped across the threshold into the bedroom. She was standing there in a button-down shirt and a frilly miniskirt I knew quite well. The shirt had a gap between two of the buttons, from trying to contain her breasts. Nothing else was containing them, because her nipples were poking at the cloth. The skirt was short enough that the slightest breeze would reveal her panties. Her long, dark brown. I’m needing more so I hold you still and rabbit fuck you with a very fast flurry of thrusts, before pushing you back, and letting you swing into me once more. I grab a clothespin and put it on your clit and push you back and forth, pausing every so often to rabbit fuck you.My balls are wet, and there are two small puddles on the floor. I grab some more clothespins and peg your nipples. You complain, but your pussy says you are very excited. I get a stool and a margarita glass to put on it and.