A quick rinse, she was hungry. She thought to herself, no guilt, none. It was not even noon and she had seen her son naked, had gotten naked herself a...d both masturbated for each other. Did it happen that fast or was it the result of Robert teasing her for the last month?Susan popped out of the shower, dried herself put on a flimsy short robe and went to the kitchen. Robert had already seen her naked and it was fun to be naked but out of habit she had put on a robe. Not that she did not like to. ’ I could hear the smile in her voice as she leaned against my back. ‘I remember you used to tell me about the thunderstorms… how they were such an aphrodisiac for you…’ One hand slipped lower, over the front of my jeans to grasp my already hardening cock. I gasped out loud and grabbed her hand, squeezing it tighter around the denim clad outline of my manhood. Fumbling for words, I tried without success to form some sort of coherent explanation for my love of storms. ‘You said that there was. He asked Eduardo if I would stroke his cock for a while. Eduardo asked me and I answered by pulling him close and began some gentle strokes on his long black organ before sucking it some too. Tomas fondled my breasts while his dickhead was in my mouth. I could tell he was very excited and fascinated by my blonde busty physique so I stood up for a moment and embraced him and French-kissed his mouth. I sat back down and Eduardo encouraged him to eat my pussy. So we got into some 69 to the delight. It was a wife'sduty.I bent over, my hair falling around my face, my dress pulling tight onmy shoulders and, almost hypnotically, I lowered my lipstick coveredlips towards my left hand.My brain screamed at me to stop, but I had to know what it felt like.The tip of his cock, glistening slightly with pre-cum, pushed against myclosed mouth and, in the moment where I went from heterosexual male tohomosexual cross dresser, I gently opened my lips and the tip slid in.It had a musky flavour. I'd never.