She said, how can you so say. I said I will tell you later. By then it was lunch time.My cook had already prepared food for us. I said, can we have lu...ch now. She said, let me check with mom. Then she called her mom and asked her whether she can have lunch with me here or she has to go home for lunch. Her mom said I am ok either ways. Then we both had lunch together.After lunch, we were taking some break from studies. Started watching TV for time pass. Then I asked her, shall I tell you what I. “I am ... married... , “ Oliver Stack declared, “and I’m ... Stick’s lover. He’s married, too.”“You must not mind chaw stains or something!” Aunt Molly mocked him while Uncle Curtis and the rest of us laughed.“Apparently, neither does his wife!” I added, getting a wide-eyed stare from Stick.“I’m married, too,” Neil Purdy conceded, “and I’m screwing, or was, Stick’s wife.”“Wow, this here’s a hillbilly soap opera!” Erin snorted now.“That’s okay. I was banging Neil’s wife myself,” Kieran admitted. She began breathing heavily.I was watching all of this while lying on my belly as Rita massaged me, first with her hands, and then with her whole body. I felt those beautiful “bullet” nipples gliding across my deltoid muscles and down to my ass cheeks. Occasionally, she would reach underneath, between my legs, and give my cock a squeeze to test my recovery.At her command, I finally rolled over onto my back. She was still astride me, and I could see again the wonderful vista she had provided. I looked over at Jay and said “So, Jay, is this what you’ve been waiting for? Did you want to see me feel your wife’s tits?” He just sat there in stone cold silence looking at me, a bit of worry set in his eyes, a bit unsure of himself. “Chris, what are you doing?” Connie asked. She made no attempt to pull away or remove my hand from her breast. “Oh come on, Connie.” I said. “Let’s not be so coy, shall we?” I grabbed her wrist and brought it onto my cock, placing it firmly on the middle.