My wife didn't care much for that side of the family, minus a few people. Karen was one of them she not only tolerated, but really liked. Had she live... closer, they might have even been best friends. So it was no surprise that I found them in the kitchen finishing a bottle of wine after dinner. They were giggling and carrying on. Talking softly at first and then raising their voice into an almost kackle. "Well I'm beat" Karen announced as she got up from the table. "Besides, it sounds like you. She wished she wasn't wearing her white lacy panties as she tugged on her skirt. Slowly she unzipped it and slid it down her long legs. She kicked it away and bent down to unstrap her high heels. Phil eyes widened at the site of his near naked neighbor. Her body was so much harder than he had ever realized. "NO!" Phil yelled sweat dripping from his forehead, "Leave them on Freckles." Katie was embarrassed as she stood in her underwear in front of the fat man wearing only her underwear and high. I observed his artwork. "That's pretty good, Madison." Thank you," he replied, his voice was sweetly soft.It didn't take a rocket scientist to guess that it was of our neighborConnie and her children. However, I was perplexed because there were twogirls and a boy that were depicted in the drawing, and Connie had threegirls.I thought I would mention that to him. "While your artwork isexceptional, son, you do realize that Connie has all girls. Right?"He continued to color. "These aren't Connie's. I kept coming again and again, my whole body was on fire, I knew subconsciously that this was one of the best fucks I'd ever had. Bob kept thrusting and I could feel his big shaft rubbing my clit rings against my woman-nub just in the right way, I was getting light headed from the intensity of my prolonged come, it was fucking wonderful. Somewhere deep down inside I was sad because I knew that this feeling would end soon, and then I'd be trying to find it again in all the wrong places. But.