“Have you loved the cake Natasha baked, I found it quite good?” she follows up her questioning.I peek another time, she isn’t looking at me, but...her body is visible. I look at her purple skin, finding blueish spots in few places across her body. She looks again toward me before I can go further into my discovery of her and sees me gazing. I quickly look in front of me, continuing to rub soap on my body.“Alex, don’t hide the fact that you want to look. I know you must be very curious about me. I don't know why but in those moments I felt slightly bad for Frank, even though he was by no means a man that needed my pity.The drive home proved to be a flirtatious one."Your wife needs a good fucking tonight." Stacey teased."Oh yeah? I think I can arrange that." I replied, smiling.She smiled back, flirtatiously "Good, who did you have in mind?" she laughed - and leaned in to kiss me. Although we never discussed swinging or sleeping with other people - we did joke about the prospect on. Then my boys over there are going to come in you. Then I am going to let the punters in. By then you'll be nice and loose for the groups." And with that his gives one last grunt as I feel the heat of his come exploding deep inside my anal cavity. For a few seconds he just lays on top of me, his sticky sweet sweat filling my senses and turning my stomach. Then when his cock finally pumps the last of his climax into me, he pulls himself up and out of me."She is all yours lads." I hear him say and. She got up and then said: “Move behind me,” and leaned over.I did as she had said and moved closer, watching carefully where my legs should be going. I sorted them out and attempted a penetration. One of my hands was on my mother’s hip and the other was holding my hard penis. I felt mom’s warm bush against it as I was nearing the opening of the vagina.“Yes, that’s it,” mom said when I slipped in easily and naturally, like you can only do with your own mother. My hips started thrusting almost on.