.well...we...you...I...this can’t happen, it’s not right,” I somehow stammered out. Not that I hadn’t fantasized about it, and not that I di...n’t have a raging hard-on from the contact and seeing Candice mostly nude and lying pretty seductively, in my bed. Sex with a woman has been almost non-existent since we lost her mother 8 years ago, and I’ve done my best to raise her, but even though I fantasized about something like this happening, I never dreamed Candice might feel the same. Still, you. In the distance, I saw my lovely wife Ana and our Mexican gardener, Diego; a good man that usually makes some jobs. Upon closer examination outside, I saw Diego was doing more than just looking my wife. Ana was kicking and screaming as the man was fondling her right in the garden.My wife`s jean shorts covered her shapely, beautiful ass, but she was topless. Her bra was missing and her blouse had been ragged and tossed to one side. Now her round and firm boobs were bobbling up and down as she. To better continue with their sexual pleasures, she stuck her hand inside his belt and led him to one of the mattresses. Jim Davis, who urgently desired to eat her pussy that day, was waiting for her, barefoot and with his shirt off. That left Carrie Wellman and Mike Howell but neither of that pair was loath to coupling together that day. They had known each other, in the biblical sense, several times already that season and had enjoyed their coupling immensely. Without hesitation, Carrie lay. "Stand up, dear, so that everyone can see you" said Jennifer. I staggered to my feet, and leaning over, blew all the candles out in one go. Jennifer had taken our camera from her bag, and snapped me as I blew. This was greeted with a huge cheer from everyone, and I slumped back in to my chair, mortified with embarrassment. Jennifer continued to photo me, asking for a big smile or a pout each time. Of course, we had to stay while the cake was cut and pieces were distributed to all the other.