”Her hand motion quickens and her breath becomes short. There is no conversation now, just the whimpers of pleasure, and the onset of a spectacular ...rgasm, her faced is an absolute picture.“I just came as well honey. God I can’t wait ‘til next weekend, I want you to fuck me silly.”The conversation ended and Amy straightened herself up. I enter the room.“Who was that then, wrong number?”Her look is one of complete horror. We don’t say a word, the silence is palpable.Eventually, she asks, “How. My brain's idea, but my brain was never making the decisions when it came to Callie. Those were made by my dick.I slipped out of bed, leaving my wife undisturbed. Wearing only boxers, I crept from my room and along the hallway to the stairs leading to our basement family room. I descended slowly, trying not to make a sound. I could tell the light of the half bath was on, probably serving as a sort of nightlight for the girls unfamiliar with my home.From the bottom of the steps, I gazed over the. However, I didn’t want to push the situation too far and upset anybody so like John I turned round and began to rinse off. The girls both gave a wolf-whistle and suggested we come in and get dried off as it was already 6 O’clock and we had dinner reservations for 7:30. John scampered in with his head down and his hands covering his crotch. I however was feeling more brazen. I strode across the patio with my dick swinging from side to side and got a thrill out of the fact that the girls were. And I am sure you will like the perks.””I smiled at him and noticed that what he was adjusting his now erect cock which was strained against the denim “I think I am up for the challenge and yes my plan is to become a group grief counselor.” I paused to see what he was going to say or do next. Nothing happened except that our eyes were still locked and I could tell he was lost in another place and time. His hand was massaging his dick and I was doing the same with mine when the noise from my.