By this time my cock, which had been a little limp from all the previous fun, was renewing itself. It was time to complete the group's initiation into...my history book of sexual fun. I stood up and put on another condom. I rubbed my cock up and down on her pussy from the clit and down her juicy labia. This time I slowly eased the head of my dick into her pussy. She turned her fluffy head back to me and told me to get to it so I crammed my cock into her pussy and began pumping and pumping. It. Anita Bower lived across the street and she and her husband were friends of my family. They had always lived across the street and had known my father. Mr. Bower was your typical guy's guy, offer you a beer, played golf at the club, and drove a caddy. Mrs. Bower was anything but typical. She was in her late forties or very early fifties when we got to know each other well. She was from Belgium and had a very sexy accent. Mrs. Bower had blonde hair that she wore in a shaggy mane with the long. You both had lived the university life hard as freshmen and had hit up every party together, but now the semester was done and you find yourselves once again in his basement drinking beer and playing videogames. His parents were gone to conventions for a week. They owned a chain of appliance stores and always vanished around this time of year. Likewise, his slightly older sister was gone too. Instead of crashing at home for the summer, she had decided to travel across Europe. Of course, she was. Kathy buried her face in the sheets and bit into them as her hands grasped whatever she could of the bed. This went on for several second until she let out one final scream and collapsed on the bed trying to catch her breath. I sat back a bit and watched my baby as she lay on the bed moaning and breathing hard. I could see her body rise and fall with each breath as the last vestiges of her orgasm subsided. As I sat there and watched I came to realize what had just happened. I knew it was wrong.