I gave her my phone number and she said she would call. About two hours passed before I got that call. She had a sexy voice and good conversation. We ...alked about sex, her fantasy and agreed to meet. This exchange was mid-week and we agreed to meet on Saturday. I'm impatient, so I was beating myself up waiting for Saturday to come. The morning of arrives and I receive a call from the hubby. I was like here we go- they're gonna cancel. To my surprise, the hubby said they was ready to go and that. .. Damn, I need you to fuck me but good... My pussy is so wet and hot for you son, that I need you now!" What if I want to eat at the Y down here?" reaching down and sticking a finger into her tight hot wet pussy, and it was wet."Please no, not now, just fuck me!"I pulled her up on the bed better and then got between her parted legs, pulled the gown tail up to the middle of her back underneath her and up to the bottom of her tits in the front, lifted her legs up to my shoulders, one on each. I grabbed the back of her head and fucked her throat while Tim fucked her like a jack hammer. Yeah, you like the way your pussy tastes dont you bitch I spit on my fingers and reached around to her tight little shit hole. I rubbed my middle finger on it, spit on my fingers again and buried it into her backside as she moaned and gargled on my dick. I then realized that I was completely disrespecting my wife. She was my fucking toy and I was doing exactly what I wanted to her. yeah, you like that. Clair."No, of course not," Anne told him quickly. "But I have nothing for you. I'm sorry." She controlled her breathing, bile in her throat. "Really."As the other men rose, the oldest leaned toward her ear and breathed, "You know, young lady, old wooden places like this, there's always a danger of fire. Keep that in mind." He frowned at her, his mouth a thin line, and clamped on his mossy hat. His breath was foul.Anne choked back a reply and got to her feet, feeling her anger rising. "I think.