”As he finished I began slowly clapping, startling both of them. “Bravo! What a performance!” I said as two sets of eyes locked with mine.“Hey... What are you doing in here?!?!” he stammered. “Get out!”“Nah, I think I’ll stay.” I said. “Unless you want me to call your boss and play the video for him.” As I said this, I pointed to the small camera on the rack behind them. Their eyes told me they were noticing it for the first time.“Oh Shit!” she said. “He watches the videos!” Her face contorted as. Then from her bedside cabinet Iris poured us both a large stiff bourbon which we both dispatched far too quickly.Iris began stimulating me about my next sex session with my son Guy; fingering my clitoris as she spoke; her lurid suggestions making my mind dizzy with lust. Then, hopping out of bed, she went to her wardrobe, and was busy with something before she came and stood before me.Her stiff nipples peeked through a studded black-leather halter, and in one hand, held a black leather strap?. I remembered the last time I showed up at his house and he had some bimbo there. Not only did he screw me but he also had me suck the whores cunt. I got up and started to walk towards town, and found myself walking down the street that Harry lived. As I reached his house I saw him cutting the grass, Harry looked up and saw me. He stopped and stood propped up on the handle of the lawn mower. I called out 'hi Harry,' Harry called back 'come over here I got something to tell you.' I walked over. ‘Louder.’ ‘Alek…please…’ Curling my finger, I felt her lips part and the warmth of her pussy enclosing them as I pushed them up and inside her, giving her just a few short inches, and started to fuck her every so gently, pulling and tugging on her pussy lips as I went. Her eyes rolled back and her knees threatened to buckle, her arms and sheer will the only thing holding her up. Even that barely held when I flicked my thumb across her clit and her whole body started to shake, on the very brink.