Knowing how good it felt for me, he picked up the pace pumping his dick all the way in and out of my ass, jack hammering away at it making me moan lou...er. I abandoned the hand rubbing my clit. It was sensory overload and truth be told, I was getting much more pleasure from what my husband was doing to my ass than what I was doing to my clit and just let the sensation take over my body. His breathing was getting faster and I could feel his dick get even harder inside of me, sending me over the. Wasn’t it?”“Umm, yes, I guess you did,” Ryan confessed, “and solved the problem, too, didn’t you?” He surveyed the moist gleam of his daughter’s thighs. “But there is one problem that we have to do something about.” With a face that was full of inquisitiveness, Patty asked, “What’s that, Dad?”“Well, Baby, your pussy is all covered in girl-cum, and I think it needs to be cleaned up a bit.”Patty’s expression took on a reluctance to even consider trying to move, but she began to raise herself up. “Yeah yeah, we know.”[Chapter 3]So the three friends checks for any human or vehicle in the street and starts running towards the front door, clad in black, stocking masks on there faces. Bill kicks the medium-heavy door open and runs towards the living room followed by Haas. Kenny quickly gets in and closes the door.In the living room Bill, and shortly after Haas finds old, fat, bald Mr. Baxter with a very beautiful, young girl, both naked. She’s on her hands and knees and he’s on his knees. They had so many mixed feelings. They had become totally comfortable with family nudity and losing themselves in the pleasure of experiencing the other making love with their mutual lover, yet this seemed so different. They were no longer adolescents who could legitimize curiosity about same-sex love; they were middle-aged, 48 years old. They were both concerned how this might impact the other, and their relationship. They didn't want the other to feel uncomfortable, and they didn't want to.