I did little things like call the house in the middle of the day. Sometimes she would be home and sometimes not. I got a hold on an old, outside, surv...illance camera and mounted under the eve of the garage with and tape unit inside the garage. I wanted to see if any strangers were coming to the house, but after two weeks, there was no one.I did see my wife leave the house sometimes, then tell me she was home all day, but that's not really proof of an illicit affair.Time went on and, although I. She'd decided today's lesson would be on the art of undressing a woman so she put on sexy underwear, khaki shorts and a nice top that hinted at her feminine attributes but still implied a little modesty, although that might be a little like closing the barn door after the horses were out.As she paced around the cabin waiting, she couldn't recall ever being so excited and anxious about waiting for a young lover. By the time she saw him walking up the path, the crotch of her panties was already. I LOVE IT!!!” Her voice, baby girl pitched, inspired him to continue eating her asshole out. She had teased him through the years with that butt, and that body, and now it was all his!! His!!!“I’m CUMMING DADDY!!! OH! OH!” she cried out, fingering herself as he reamed and lapped her asshole clean! She fingered her clitoris, as shattering orgasms gripped her pussy; her clenched asshole pressed against his drooling mouth!He quickly mounted her, and as his throbbing cock met her juicy labia, she. As I did that I slowly bent over, once the waistband was below my ass the gusset was still stuck to my pussy, which I noticed had gotten a bit damp. I watched Brit in the mirror as I pulled down and the gusset fell away from my pussy. She could now see my slit and my rosebud. I was bent way over, making quite a show of getting two ounces of fabric off my body. She had forgotten about the mirror and was staring at my pussy and ass and my nice big tits hanging down. She was clenching and rubbing.